Everything has a memory attached to it. Or a story. Both, actually.
That's the beauty of life, you know? You'll see something. It has a origin, and a story. Some things, an ending. No matter how short the story is, it's still there. It could be tragic, happy, both, whatever. People, places, things, heck.. everything on my desk has a story.
You could see a girl walking past you on the street, and you wouldn't know a thing about her. Her life, her friends, her family. But it still exists. She could look the happiest girl you've ever seen and she could have an abusive boyfriend.
I can create so many stories about an inanimate object. It's that simple. It's life.
Just a thought.
~Vanessa
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