"In a matter of time, it wil slip from my mind"

Places. But more than places, memories, pieces of life float inside them. Really deep inside them. For you it must be just a place, just one more step through your working day. For another, that place is where her life changed. The place that turned magic from imagination, to pure reality. Places. How can life choose us such distinct places? Some people say its not where, but with whom. I say, I wouldn't mind being in a place all alone if that's the way I want to be. You make anything and everything mean something to you...magic!*