Memory is curated. All this paraphernalia you collect to ward off forgetting

She would disappear folded like origami into her own dreams

It's hard to get justice in the real world. It's possible in fiction.

The problem with snapshots is that they replace actual memories. You lock down the moment and it becomes all there is of it.

Memory is curated. All this paraphernalia you collect to ward off forgetting

Shakespeare would have it wrong these days. It's not the world that's the stage - it's social media, where you're trying to put on a show. The rest of your life is rehearsals, prepping in the wings to be fabulous online.

There are only so many plots in the world. It's how they unfold that makes them interesting.