I don’t know Myself.

I hate to say that things apply to other people, but this feels like something that applies to everyone.

In having many conversations, and taking meticulous notes, I’ve noticed that almost no one that I know can recall who they were last week, or last month.

Some of my friends change so slowly that it should be obvious to themselves who they are, yet after a few months, I’ll remind them of a conversation and shock them at their own words.