Note to world: reunions

She attended the reunion and for a few hours was her old self, someone who had never fit her quite comfortably.  They had even printed out her badge with the wrong name on it, but she didn’t bother to change it. She thought it might be interesting to remember herself – though it was a person she had sloughed off years ago.  Still, it was eerie to be called by her former name and to be perceived through old eyes as the same when she felt so different.  

The whole experience made her feel quite alone, standing there smiling back insipidly at the familiar faces of people she likely also did not really know anymore either.  

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