I believe this can be true, but not the way we think about it as seen above. The things that will stick in my mind are not all those worst things others said, but other way more random things they probably don't even remember. And the curse is me thinking about them for the rest of my life. In addition to the deathly awkward things I've said, which I are even more stuck in my head. What else is particularly haunting is that there must be five times as many embarrassing stupid things I've said in front of others than I've heard from others. That ratio would be the opposite at least if I weren't inordinately awkward. Some of the things were inappropriate. Some were misspoken attempts to be funny or clever. Some were so badly phrased that there was no recovering from it. What I'm saying is that I've said way more of these than anyone I've spent time around. AND that my flubbs are mostly worse than others'. Years later, someone out there really is thinking, "Why would he say that? Did his brain not work right? Because there was that other time too. Why would anyone say that around so many people?? I can't even imagine living that down, much less ever gong to dinner with those people ever again. It even kinda ruined the card game." But no, there are things that we regret for the rest of our lives that don't matter in the least to anybody else. Unless you're talking about those bodies you helped your cousin bury out in the forest. Because the ground was so hard to dig through. And you blamed each other for some reason? I can't remember, did you change location, or did you just make do somehow. Oh, you found a spot with fewer roots, but it was still pretty shallow. So you collected a bunch of dead wood and whatever else you could tote over to the site. You even ripped up some shrubs. That was so awkward, I almost forgot about that! You looked so silly and it didn't really help! HAHAHAH! I wonder how badly the decomposition was, like could anybody have smelled it if they were anywhere within a few thousand feet? Hahahah Did you remember to remove all the identifying items? Wallets, watches shoes and whatnot? I know it was years ago, but things like that can be matched up... What if one of them had an artificial hip replacement or something. Totally they can match those, serial numbers or something. No, I'm not trying to freak you out, I know you're sensitive about it. Okay, that's not the right word. But it's delicate. I'm just saying. I mean, yeah, I would help you go out there and go through the bones and whatnot, but... Shouldn't this be your cousin's problem mostly? ...Oh really? That's unfortunate, wow, that sucks. Oh, dental work. Wait, is that a thing? Or just from TV? Like if they have no idea whose filings they might be, then how would... oh, shit, right. They'd take the approximate age of the corpses and match that to all the missing persons around that time. Fuck. Hmm? Um, I do know one lawyer, but he isn't that kind. He does like, probate, audits, insurance stuff or something? No, I doubt he's very good. He seems like the assistant, like a back-up lawyer. Yeah, no I don't think so. Like, I don't think he networks very well? He doesn't sound very... popular at his firm. And it's not like any kind of well known firm or anything. Not low-budget exactly, but they don't get- like their clients aren't anybody I've ever heard of. Yes, that's true. Ibiza is a pretty affordable place to live. Why?
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