dare to scream

the great thing about photo albums is that rather than replacing the older pictures with newer ones -- you can just add more pages.
and even when the people we miss can be held only in the mind or exist solely as two dimensional representations -- images, words, mere textual evidence -- of their previously held tangible positions, we still savor the memory. let the idea of momentarily mixing our lives roll around like a lemon drop on the tongue. knowing that even as we fade away, we are never faithfully gone.

i should spend more time telling people how special they are to me.