I watched a TV programme earlier – a selection of clips from
the archives of a chart music show that was big when I was in my teens. I found
my consciousness splitting: one half went off to be a teenager again, re-living
the senses, the perceptions, the images, even the smells associated with the
teenage me. The other half stood aside and observed with mild amusement. It was
like being my own parent and my own child at the same time.
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