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August 18, 2010

Memory is Imagination

I remember the day the dolphins swam next to our boat, and I jumped overboard and swam with them.

I remember the day I hitchhiked on the belly of the dolphin Ė a trained animal in a contained portion of that same ocean.

I remember the campfires and smores, freedom to ride our bikes to the candy store.

I remember when you said you didnít want me to go.

I remember all four times you asked me to marry you.

I remember realizing that I no longer have to worry about having enough money to pay for groceries.