Just like the day you turned 30, your wedding day, that Christmas you stopped believing in Santa Claus, the day you passed the bar, the day your grandmother died. They happened once, they will never happen again.
Just like today, November 2, 2006.
Those days are just as important or as inconsequential as today.
[All this while I was checking my receipt for the boneless chicken and rice I had for lunch today.]
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