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[phoenixj]

It's amazing, how memories can be triggered. Stories, memories, the smallest things, and the biggest things, everything that pieces together to make us who we are, lies dormant in our memory, buried or on some grassy surface. But it's there. Always there. And it's the smallest things, the things that you would never expect, the things that are

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[casey_affleck]

I'm guessing that was all symbolism for something in reality?

[phoenixj]

Why are you psychic?

[casey_affleck]

It's a gift that only I have been blessed with.. or it's kind of obvious.

[phoenixj]

Second question: why are you lurking?

[kkreuk]

We're talking. And I'm telling you stories. Of memories, of loss, of eerily the same things. It's fucked up deja vu, and it's a cycle.

The sand always seeps through.

[phoenixj]

Without fail. It's life, and it seems to have a demented sense of humor.

[ex_paquin120]

Hello. :-[

[phoenixj]

You look familiar, hi.

[umathurman]

Where have you disappeared to?

[phoenixj]

Nowhere, but I promise I'll make my way back soon.

[I apologize profusely for last night. I'll catch you at some point today, I hope, if you're around.]