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Sometimes

In by Lucía on November 21, 2010 at 11:20 am

Sometimes at night, as she was going to bed, Dani lay back and tried to remember what it was like when she knew Christina.  There were scattered memories of birthday parties, broken bones, playing in the backyard.  But as she racked the shelves of her mind, the hazy, scattered memories up to sixth grade were followed by clearer but fewer and fewer memories from middle school, high school, and now college. Maybe their lives had been intertwined when they were kids, but it was hard to believe.  Now they spoke every few months, and she couldn’t quite say about what.

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  1. Man so good and it’s true, it happens just like this before you know it.

    • 🙂 i love this part of your post today:

      “I have not lived here in years, and dust has settled in stillness across the leather volumes, each inscribed with the name of a person I admire. *They had the courage to have ideas and the patience to put their ideas where they would not be lost.*”

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