looking into a box of memories is such a trip. while rifling through my jewelry box, where i keep letters from the years, i stumbled upon a most inspiring letter. its signed with the name megg, but i don't know who its from. high school at some time i am sure. i don't remember a megg from high school that meant a lot to me...
isn't it funny how our memory fails us when we want it around most.
isn't it funny how our memory fails us when we want it around most.


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