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Crying again thinking about how we are made up of all the people we’ve met before. All the little habits we accidentally steal from people we love. I had a friend who really loved cherry limeades from sonic and gave me one and now it’s the only drink I get there. I haven’t talked to them in years. I noticed yesterday my grandfather stands with his hands clasped behind his back the same way I started to. I also noticed close friends of mine start standing the same way and it makes me feel so loved and connected to them. I can’t think of any more examples but this all has me pondering what it really means to be immortal. How pieces of us will always live on with others.