"Most of mine have too. Middle of the night, when you're all alone... just you and your thoughts."

It had caused a lot of sleepless nights and been the cause of many an emptied wine bottle.

"But sometimes it happens like this. I see something that must remind me of something else."

He bounced his head up at all the lights that were reflected over everything. They still looked like a starry sky to him. One he had helped to create.

"Next thing I know I'm having one of those memories and nothing else seems to matter. You really never get them like that?"