memories lost

Something noteworthy happened over the weekend. If this were a few years ago, I probably would have written extensively about it. This time was different.

I have said numerous times that I’m not writing this for anyone but myself and this really is an extension of my memory. I don’t want to forget this weekend, but I feel that talking about it would do nothing but make it about me. In this instance it wasn’t just about me.

So, that’s that.

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