Going Down Two-Way Memory Lane
There is joy and pain in remembering
Memories are forever. The good, the bad, we’ll remember it all.
A simple scent could make you savor a moment from the past, a single photo could recapture a period of your life, and an old song could playback a season of the good old days.
Somehow, someway it carries you to a different dimension. An alternate universe that we can never touch. Where we can feel the pain in recollection. Holding to the fact that we can never go back to cherish every single memento. Regrets still hunt us every once in a while for the chances that we didn’t take. Coupled with what if’s that will never be answered in our lifetime. It’s the rough road to take, the bitter truth to swallow.
There is joy in flashbacks too. The happy path to strolling down memory lane. The rush of gratefulness that things happened, at least, rather than it never came about. The sense of appreciation of the relationships built along the way, and the journeys that came with it. The exhilaration of triumph amidst everything stacked against us back in the day. There is a sense of satisfaction reminiscing through it all.
We all wish to relive many moments belonging to some prior time. We all have our reasons why. Whether we want to feel a certain feeling at a certain point in time, once more. Or to make amends with the decisions we took.
Either way, it’s a two-way street where we delight or desolate.
And as time slips into our hands every single minute, may we all make an effort to make the most of it. As we fill our keepsakes of adventures, we lead ourselves to living life at its fullest. We might feel a rollercoaster of emotions, and experience peaks and trenches going through it all.
Either way, fun, and gloom are both pieces that complete the puzzle of our very existence.
