Sometimes life develops so strangely, and before I let it get a hold of me, I wish to get a hold of myself. I reminisce to remind myself that I will always be me.
No matter how the present looks, the past will always and forever be dear.
(Included footage is from a videotape sent to my adoptive parents from a Russian adoption agency in 1994, Ostashkov)
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