Wordlessly slipping away

It's like watching a photograph, and knowing the place but not quite being able to name it, or recollect where I know it from.

It's like this feeling I've had all day, melancholy mingled with contentment. Like waking up from a dream and not remembering what it was, just that it was nice and comforting, and very much gone. And glimpsing an image that reminds me of that dream I can't really remember, but which puts me in a daze anyway.

It's like a scent that suddenly reminds me of an old friend.

It's like a taste that comes out of nowhere, invading my mouth and making me crave something I don't really recognise either.

That's how I felt today. Just a little bit out of things.