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I wonder if this is what everyone means when they say they have memories of a life that isn't theirs. I do know that they're talking about home, my home, and the lives that they led there, but I hadn't imagined what it must be like. I suppose I assumed that memories shaped a person, and that if Ryou (for example) remembered what we were; he'd certainly just ... be my Ryou again.
But I'm not the other Shuusuke, even if there are things about his life that I'm coming to understand, even without being told the details. When I spend more time there, and know that it's not my Tomihana, I see things, I suppose -- images, or flashes, or (perhaps worse) feelings. I can't begin to imagine what will happen when I run into some of these more colorful acquaintances of his. It's a little imbalancing