I am sure I have posted this page before, perhaps several times over, but none the less it seemed fitting to rely on an old friend to mark the day as best as one can. Memories are lodged inside our minds for the most varied of reasons, good and bad, and so much of what comes rushing back has no business ever being looked at time and again, yet for some reason our deeper sense of self flags one experience over another and we are left with a volume of thoughts that define our very existence. While the weeks that followed are lost in a haze I am happy not to recollect, no second of this day will ever fall from time.—Dominick
