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Jan. 28th, 2009 | 01:09 pm
"Earth. Even the word sounded strange to me now. Unfamiliar. How long had I been gone? How long had I been back? Did it matter? I tried to find the rhythm of the world where I used to live. I followed the world. I was silent, attentive. I made a conscious effort to smile, nod, stand, and perform the millions of gestures which constitute life on Earth. I studied these gestures until they became reflexes again, but I was haunted by the idea that I remembered her wrong. Somehow I was wrong about everything."