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I see a friend’s living room floor where I crashed for three months. I see a birthday cake made from a box mix. I see late nights laughing because rent was late but we were young enough not to panic.

A job I loved? Taken. An apartment I couldn’t afford anymore? Gone. A version of myself that believed in a certain kind of future? Disappeared into the financial crash like everyone else’s 401(k). taken 2008

That’s the thing about the word “taken.” It implies loss — but also preservation. I see a friend’s living room floor where

Keep the photo. Keep the memory. Keep going. taken 2008