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I’m Haunted

December 24, 2011

I am currently following 150 people on Twitter.  I looked at that number and thought, “wow, that’s a lot of people.”  My intention was to only follow people who are relevant to my interests, but-

Then it hit me.  My heart started beating faster.  My breaths were getting shorter.

Relevant to my interests.

How many people have I heard say that?  People who I haven’t spoken to in years, people who left a lasting impression on me?  I don’t know the number.  It’s too high.  I don’t want to think about it anymore or how I ran away from all of my problems.

I’m a coward, see.  I run from my problems.  When the memories catch up with me, it makes me scared.  I am haunted by my own memories.

I never got to say a proper goodbye to anyone.  I just tucked my (proverbial) tail between my legs, turned around, and ran away from the problems.  Ran away from the communities.  So much for the ghosts of Christmas past being nonsense!

None of them would remember me, anyway.  If only I could do the same for them.


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