When I travel and wake up in a strange place, it sometimes takes a few seconds to realize where I am and to connect myself with my surroundings. Memories can be the same way. Often when we run into a friend from childhood or college, we can pick up right where we left off. There is a sense of the familiar.
Other times, not so much. Either we have changed or the other person has changed, but we feel disconnected and can’t seem to pick up where we left off. This piece depicts that estrangement. As Carly Simon once said, “One of us is changing or maybe we just stopped trying.”