Layers of life are built of time, memory and experiences both significant and insignificant. Oftentimes it is those negligible things that spring to our consciousness time and again. Simple gestures are the found objects of life we hold onto for reasons we cannot explain. We are cocooned in these layers. We are bound by them. Our lives are like surprise balls with hidden treasures fossilized in its strata. Some are happy, some are sad, we share snippets with others as we meet and greet. Acquaintances grow into friendships. We mine their treasures as we share our own. We communicate and we connect. This is the sediment of life. It makes us vulnerable.
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