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Memory is a tricky thing.
Time passes. Perceptions change. Times of joy become brighter. The smallest things become landmarks. Like lighthouses, they become something we look for and give us a sense of hope. Times of sorrow take a different tack. Like a reef beneath the calm surface, sometimes a scrape, other times, they gut you and sink you to the depths. Learning to navigate the waters of the mind is tricky. The lighthouse can make you complacent, feeling safe, ignoring the danger below. Concentrate on the reef, and you miss the light, while sinking to the bottom. © 2011 Jon RoggieFeatured Review
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14 Reviews Added on December 17, 2011 Last Updated on December 17, 2011 AuthorJon RoggiePorterville, CAAboutI tend to ramble, and rarely explain myself. Take that as you will more..Writing
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