The mind is a very wonderful, and powerful tool. It holds many distant memories of good times, and I know it won't let go of them anytime soon. I don't need the presence of the people that created those wonderfully glorious memories, all I know is that the gorgeous memories have been embedded in my mind. Sometimes things will never revert to what they were, and memories are all we have to remind us of the good times, and that will be what I hold dear to my heart. A person can only be stretched this far, and anything beyond that is unthinkable ...

Goodbye cruel world, and hello all things happy and nice.

-->PJ Harvey - A Place Called Home<--

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