i attended a reunion on saturday, and i wish i hadn’t. memory is a curious thing, but the way it works, it tends to emphasize the good, and neglect the bad. i’d much rather have fond memories of a past long gone, than to destroy that illusion in the vain attempt to bring it back. for that particular reunion, i now have fresh memories of people i held in high esteem, and the new memories are far less impressive than the ones they replace. a pity really to spoil it like that.

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