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David's brother texted me about a month ago, mid-July anyway. He was trying to cheer me up, saying it's time to go barefoot and run around like a kid again. I stopped responding after the 2nd message, felt kind of blah. I told him today when I texted him, it was a delayed reaction (very), I wasn't ready to be cheered up, still ain't.
I experience brief visits from him here and there, but the most significant experiences are when I picture him and me ice-skating together. I have no idea where that came from, it doesn't exactly feel like a past life, but I wish I could understand how and where it was borne in my psyche because it's such a strong 'imagining' / image in my mind's eye.
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