"and a red cooler whose cream-colored lid used to be white, back in another life has neat implications"

Every once in a while I come across stuff like this in the garage or basement-- camping equipment, old baseball gloves, old pool toys-- and they're worn and dusty or grimy, and sometimes it's weird to think back to the person I was when they were new, and not just set aside. Same person, different life. And there's other people I know now who never saw these things in their prime, or saw me in that old life either.

Ah, anyway, what I meant was, thanks for your kind comments :) I was going for peaceful, kind of timeless, and I'm glad it seems to hit that note.