I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Monday, October 15, 2007
The Ghosts
The people you know. The people you knew. What you’ve learned. Your memories. All these things, these ghosts come together to make up nearly all of who and what you are. The last part is your soul. Your spark.
The people you know. The people you knew. What you’ve learned. Your memories. All these things, these ghosts come together to make up nearly all of who and what you are. The last part is your soul. Your spark.
My mother.
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