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That One Memory

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That One Memory

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Our minds are busy categorizing every moment of our lives. Every day, all the time. Whole lives are broken down into chunks for sorting and then filed away in the living graveyard of our memories. 

Most we’ll never see again. Some, however, don’t seem to get all the way on the shelf. They come back around again without notice or any particular reason. You weren’t trying to remember that particular person or event but, suddenly, there it is again. Passing through your day like wind through a ghost town. Shutters rattle, a screen door bangs it’s frame, a curtain shifts a little behind broken glass. 

It’s not that I mind my memories—I don’t. Some of them I dearly love. Unfortunately, however, those aren’t the ones that can’t find their drawer. 

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