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"And wherever you've gone, and wherever we might go
It don't seem fair, today just disappeared
Your light's reflected now, reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars"
-Pearl Jam, Light Years, Binaural (2000)
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I took up the old practice of heading out for a drive to see what I'd come across yesterday. Its been months since I last did. I'm not entirely sure why I let it go for so long.
Things change when you slip out of your head for a while. People change. You change. Upon discovering you've been mentally absent for months brings about a sharp realization of the sad truth; where have I been? The saying, life doesn't wait, becomes your mantra. You had rehearsed everyday the act of being absent. Things went on without you. Then, like a flick of a light switch, you're brought back into the picture, and everything has changed.
And they say time travel isn't possible.
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Hello. I've been away again. I'll try to be back on a more regular basis.
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