if lost in thought, I could absent-mindedly walk up the path
of any of my former homes, insert my key in the lock, and
enter to find everything just as it was in my day. It'd feel
like the most natural thing in the world if it were so.
There's one old home where that illusion is becoming
mentally recapture the mood of the place as it was when I
resided there, but it would be a gossamer, temporary effect,