they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and i keep on remembering
mine
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Excerpt from Quiet – Dave Eggers
I feel time like you dream. Your dreams are jumbled. You can’t remember the order of your dreams, and when you recall them, the memories bend. Faces change. It’s all in puddles and ripples. That’s what time is for me.
drunken library 