Sometimes, out of nowhere, I have very vivid images and impressions of people float into my consciousness. Sometimes it's people who died, or moved, or changed jobs, or that I left behind when I moved or changed jobs. Or simply people I've lost contact with.
This sometimes makes me smile, or perhaps even makes me glad I no longer AM in touch with them so closely.
Other times, I miss them, and I find myself immersed in the sensation of loss, be it wistful or deep, temporary or permanent.
I am lucky to have known people worth missing.
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