There reaches a point in your life when you wish they just wouldn't resurface.
The mind was, you thought, fully purged. All of a sudden; a name - a face - a date - and then you come right back to the fact that 1985 was, no kidding, over 23 years ago.
It was just yesterday, wasn't it? Weren't we just off stage left - before I knew that short little window wedge of time would go? Like Michael's hair - you and that are gone and should not be seen again.
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