[Vol. 20, Issue #2] Repetition is a strange concept. We attempt to create the same, but eventually confront subtle differences in each iteration. Childhood movies reveal a deeper story at the reruns. Our echoes cry back to us in a slightly different pitch. If our first love was a bouquet of bright red, every love after is a basket of pink hues. We helplessly watch our parents age through the annual family photos. Yet, perhaps the most poignant repetition is our continuous efforts to remember. "Again" is fittingly the second chapter of a yearlong saga. Our first chapter, "Burn," initiated a static cycle of destruction and creation. In contrast, "Again" connotes a sense of movement, a continuance forward. As with any repetition, we traversed through a mix of old and new during our second journey.
