From time to time, personal journals took the old woman on sojourns into her past. Yellowed pages led her, like worn self-help books, through youthful philosophies, goals she had set and promises she had made to herself. Unfortunately quite forgetful of late, at seventy-something she sought insight from that much younger version of herself, a young thing who knew little of life. She pondered the timely reminders of the girl she once was in that long-ago summer.
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