**What if Memory Lane Had a Detour?**

A moment frozen in time 📸—March 10, 2024, in the theatre’s costume shop, and here we have… Emma? Maybe? I *think* her name is Emma. But suddenly, I’m not so sure. 🤔 She used to be backstage, handling the head mics during *Tootsie* 🎭, before deciding to chase the spotlight instead. Off she went to *Kalle Flygare’s* acting school 🎓, and I guess she was an alternate in our current show for a while… but now? Who knows? People move on. Life happens. And I? Well, I’m just *really* bad with names. And faces. And people in general. 😅  

 The costume shop—my second home 🧵✨—with its racks of sequins, vintage fabrics, and forgotten props, set the stage for this accidental snapshot. A fleeting moment between fittings and quick changes, a face (probably Emma’s) caught in the mix of it all.  

It’s funny how photos work. At the time, it’s just a click. A second. A blur of life in motion. And then, months later, it’s a puzzle piece from a past you can’t fully remember. A whisper of someone’s journey intersecting with yours, however briefly.  

Who was she? Where is she now? Will I randomly run into her years from now and pretend I *totally* remember everything? Absolutely. 😬  

Drop a comment if you’ve ever stumbled upon a photo and had *zero* recollection of the moment. Or the person. Or why you even took it. Let me know I’m not alone in this! ⬇️  

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