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November 27, 2010
We had a long discussion about souls and reincarnation and love and life experiences. After breaking down in her car and crying harder than I have in front of someone in years, it was nice to just relax in the warmth of the pool.

She told me about the dreams she has of her past lives. Ireland. Abuse. She has an old, old soul.

"I'm a new soul." I said it without thinking, but the moment the words came out of my mouth, I knew they were true.

Of course. It all makes sense. A new, curious, and inexperienced soul.