Dear those I deem 'strangers', Please know that I am tumbling into a raveen through another road at the end of a corner and which sometimes takes what seems like 1/6 of my life span. Although every human being goes through one it seems a thousand more appear at each path I pave for myself. I exclude you from the few folds of my frontal cortex as when you create happier memories that will take over my entirety; the memory of how I seemingly forgot you will still be etched in the back of your head even when you suffer dementia and that reassures me of my existance even if its just for a second.