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September 27, 2010
You won't remember me.

Life has no desire but to continue. Daily monotonous activity will overflow us again. To lull us into comfort. Dulling those sharp edges. Those exasperated pains that torment an instantaneous moment. One small moment that in the grand scheme, your expected 80 some odd years, won't matter an ounce. The leaves will fall and you'll drink your coffee. Resume your daily agenda and life will make you forget. Lack of spontaneity in your tiny world. It's not what we'd like to think. But it's true. Life goes on. And takes the past with it.


Remember me.