fLoODgatEs

I've been feeling a bit pensive.  Not always a good sign.  Don't get me wrong, I love my random moments of excruciating insight.  But they tend to leave me a little winded, like someone punched me in the stomach, hard.  And I am left with these nuggets of raw emotions – too precious to hold in my hands, too painful to share with someone else.

Too hard to keep the floodgates of memories from opening.

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