They say that instinctively animals remember there way back home, maybe it is a sense of smell or place or memory. We are more fragile, in an instant, our memories can become shadows. The distance between ourselves and the ones we love, can begin to seem insurmountable. All some of us can do, is stay close to home, in hope we will not be forgotten. But in the end, remembering is not entirely up to us, neither is coming home.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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