@kazani
Every now and then I remember a conversation so vividly that I have to stop and ask myself whether it actually happened.
Memory has a peculiar habit of polishing rough edges until yesterday feels oneiric.
Faces stay.
The exact words disappear.
Maybe that's why we spend so much of life chasing certainty about the past.
The past has been quietly rewriting itself all along.
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