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It’s always strange when people from the past return, especially after being estranged by a disagreement or fight. Where did all that animosity go? All of those passionate feelings of rage and betrayal, do they just dissolve? Are they rearranged, shoved to the back of a mind like an old sweater knitted by your grandmother that you’ll never wear but couldn’t bear to part with? Are they recycled? Is someone else repeating the same fight with the same sense of betrayal and jealousy? i just find talking to people of the past so very surreal.
