Reality.

[shawnaree]

The core of my being is wrapped intrisicly around the unfading memories of others. I cannot let go my past. I cannot burn my suit. Who I am now is a patchwork of memories of who those who I have allowed to be a part of my formation.

My head hurts when I think of her. Nothing to do but to move on. Yet years are past and memories remain. How do I stop remembering?

I think I've really messed something up.