It's strange.
A while ago, when I was still a fawn, I came across a great stag I'm sure I'd never seen before, but somehow he felt oddly familiar. I knew he was a friend somehow, and I'm not sure why?
Later, I met another huge stag, I suppose he might have been scary-looking to some, but there was that same feeling again. But this time, he seemed to know me. He even knew my name. It was strange, but I felt like we were close, even though I'm sure I'd never seen him before. I saw him a second time not long after that, and the feeling was still the same.
It feels like remembering something that never happened. It's almost like I woke up from a long sleep. But how can I remember something from before my time? But I can't shake the feeling that I somehow knew these stags before. And others. Sometimes I find myself looking for someone only to realize I don't know who I'm looking for, almost like I'm looking for someone I never met. But those feelings are fleeting, and I try not to let it bother me.
Maybe some day I'll figure it out.
oops this is kinda late I meant to write this a while back
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