Fears

I came across this picture on my computer. I used to take shots of the kids I worked with at the Y every once in a while, just so I could remember them later on in life. Good thing I did, cause I'd totally forgotten about Nora.

Nora was a really nice kid. She was Russian, and had the accent to go along with it. I'm bothered by the fact that I remember that Nora was a great kid, but I can't remember why.

One of my fears is that I will one day run into someone who used to look up to me, and after a few seconds they will realize that I no longer remember who they were or how I knew them.

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