memories follow us from one day
to the next, from one week to the
next, from one month to the next,
from one year to the next... and,
when we look back on all those
memories, we have a hard time
believing they are all ours... so,
we begin to shift those memories
to others in the hopes that they
would rather have ours than the
ones with which they must deal,
both of us finding ourselves at
at crossroads, not wanting their
memories or our own... and yet,
these memories must belong to
someone so we put them up for
sale or rent in the hopes that
they will become the property of
those who have no memories.
6 January 2023
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