Going back in my memory before 2020 or so, I can hardly remember a single thing that I said or did that was kind, wise, or smart. Sins and fuck-ups are vivid and lively in the mind, though, speaking scathing sentences to me.
I do remember working and playing with some happy hordes way back when, indeed across decades. These people must have seen something. I leave the thought there, to restart my day.
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The thing that still happens to me is being visited by a distant memory of chagrin and embarrassment.. and realizing that the other(s) who were there are no longer… or likely don’t remember that episode.