Sunday, August 07, 2022

3982 : What ends but still never ends

Stories are a bit like death. They never seem to end. Death does nothing to a person (at least for two more generations). He/she can continue to live in versions in our heads. Way longer than they were alive.

Especially for our intimate folks, the river never stops flowing.

On a day like today, I do wonder what I have lost and yet, what I might never lose yet.

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