Great Regulars: The other day, for instance, I was watering

the plants in the bathroom. It was cold outside and a clear, bright winter light was shining through the window, causing the white walls to gleam. At one point I blinked and for an instant it seemed that the light had blinked as well and was, for just that instant, no longer that day’s light, but a similar light on a day years past, and for just that instant I felt a strange wrenching of the heart.

from Frank Wilson: When Falls the Coliseum: That's What He Said: Sadness and sweetness of musing over the past

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