Camille Michaels

By: CamilleLMichaels | June 20, 2019

I wish memories were clear. That you could rewind and see exactly what happened. That they weren't a garbled mess where you can't remember the order of events. It's just snip-its. Out of order. Out of context. The next day you remember something that seemed meaningless at the time. But now it doesn't. But you can't place when it happened. What happened before or after. What it actually means. It is lost. But it isn't. Just the meaning. The events surrounding it. The depth. And you will never know.

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By: CamilleLMichaels | June 20, 2019

It's the weirdest situation. You don't want to be there. You're literally forced to be there. And these people are putting on this whole production for YOU. Speaking to you. Directing everything to you. You are the most important people in the room, so they repeatedly tell you, and you are like hostages. You will go to jail if you don't go. And you have no idea what's going on. You have no information. And everyone else knows everything. It's like a dream where you didn't know you had an exam. It's so weird. I hope it never happens to me again. Or do I?

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