Just two days ago she said that her life story was happening faster than her life, “What do you mean?” I asked with my hands, “So little happens,” she said, “And I’m so good at remembering.” “You could write about the store?” “I’ve described every diamond in the case.” “You could write about other people.” “My life story is the story of everyone I’ve ever met,” “You could write about your feelings.” She asked, “Aren’t my life and feelings the same thing?”
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