Taissa came today and I asked why she was away for so long. Years...we argued years ago and she didn't come back.
She said she was here two weeks ago. I don't remember.
I remember the swamp men. They danced with me. Taissa says they didn't. She says--I must write it all down.
I must remember. Even if there are wrong things. False things. There is Taissa. I must remember.
