The past always comes up to haunt me. Even when I have detached myself, and put it, now, and tomorrow into neat compartments, I forget that others might not have done the same.
These strings and strings bind my actions together, and even almost strangers have the power to pluck away at them, causing reverberations that echo throughout the tangled web...all the way up to this point, up to now, threatening to send vibrations into the next moment.
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