Letters to Pup

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I'm going to try one more time.



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How do I explain this.


Complicated lives?


Seems simplistic.


Once I wrote about memory like snapshots. When I asked a complete stranger (in a conversation) what her earliest memory was? She told me. When I asked another they told me too.

Some of the memories were like a video. They had movement and even if it was only a short, fragmented one? They had a story.

Others?

Were only a photograph. Clear or out of focus.


I wonder?


People sometimes say that the truth is in "...black and white..." when they mean that it's clear and without embelishment.

Thing is, even black and white photos can be in soft focus and like a dreamed memory.




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