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sometimes it's crazy to sit and think about how much we've changed...or haven't changed...over the years. things remind us every day, little things, about who we use to be...things like a simple word, or a song, or a scar...it makes us remember why it's important to us, how it's helped to shape who we are, where we are. everything that's touched us ever in any way, be it physically or emotionally leaves it's brand...be it by memory, or scar, or whatever. everything around us has meaning if we only will open our eyes wide enough to see and remember. everything begins with the most simplicity imaginable, and everything ends in nothing more than a memory. funny how that works, no? everything in it's own way is scar tissue. everything.