Women and elephants never forget. Dorothy Parker Another night, another dream about the past. I hold Facebook responsible for placing old friends and memories into my subconscious mind. From what I can recall, last night's dream was centered around a high school basketball game where many of my former teammates were present. Come to think … Continue reading you once told me, our fingerprints don’t fade from the lives we touch. is that true for everybody, or is it just poetic bullshit?