I know I am exaggerating up to the above experience level with a little inference. But I also know I am saying something reasonable to believe in.
I had a dialogue with a painter whom I had never met for so long. I was fully aware how she was trying to perceive the world around her, by recalling old memories. We used to be a very close neighber before I was on the move. I got heard, from time to time, that she was in a financial problem and also I was asked how she was doing so far. I was always replying that "it was the same question I tried to ask. Becasue I lost a contact with her since I had left.
After more than six years had passed, I saw her a couple of days ago. And what I found was that people do not change at all. It took just a minute to regenerate who she was. But most of all, I like her attitude toward life in a full of self positivity. (09/16/16)
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