The Lonely Space of Memory

Revisiting the lake of my youth, will life ever again be this happy, this good?

Photo by Andrew Sharples on Unsplash

It begins with a sound.

The rhythmic lapping of water against the dock. That simple tempo awakens other sounds: the low growl of a boat engine in the distance, youthful laughter and shouts of “cannon ball.” The Beach Boys singing “Good Vibrations” followed by…