You know how you might be close with someone for a while, then not hang out with them for a while? The next time you see them, you'll tell them about what's gone on in your life in the span of time that you haven't been in contact. You'll tell them that that's pretty much all that's happened.
Only, that's only half the story. They never got to talk to you as those things happened. They never got to get a sense of just what kind of mood you were in. They didn't get to hear the way the words came out, the way your face contorted as you told the story, the exact words you would use to describe the stories as they happened.
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