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Nothing ever seems to be how it was at some point in the past we remember. I remember when my mom died, I tried to "go back" to some of the places I remembered... and I also came to realize that not only had the places changed, but I was not the same as the person who had the original memory.
RE: The Inevitability of Change: How Memories Slowly Die