Dream last night...I briefly remember someone from high school asking me exactly what I hoped to do with my degree.
Strange thoughts as I was going to bed. I was thinking about the way B#1 has rewritten our childhood to make it safe and happy. I suddenly wondered what percentage of our population has done the same in order to survive. Then I wondered how much I do that. And then, I wondered why some of us refuse to rewrite our histories. Why we refuse to accept and forget.
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