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I don't like how a place can hold so much memories. I'm sure that's a good thing when it reminds you of happy times. Yesterday, however, I felt like I'd rather give up the way places trigger your memories, just to forget the bad things in the past. I find it truly difficult to come back out of my head once I've crawled into some gloomy places.

It's nice to be a listening ear, especially when no advice is expected. It makes me feel better for both myself and the other party, because I know I could never have provided help through any other means anyway. This way, at least, I feel useful to someone else.