In the end we will be archives for someone else to make sense of

“She is desperately trying to make this re-staging real. Not to retain or magically make you appear but rather for her to become you. For you to see her as you saw her. Her chubby hands and innocent, hungry eyes next to you.”

“Her childhood falls silently to the bottom of her memory, that library of the soul from which she will draw knowledge and experience for the rest of her life.”