There is a point where you fall in love with the story and not the idea. This is a powerful moment; it needs to be cherished.
We aren’t aware of all of the puzzle pieces as we build them.
Do we ever gain perspective on our past?
Maybe it’s a decision. We can never be objective, not truly. That’s why keeping a journal of some type is so helpful. Glimpses of a past forgotten come to light. We would all like to think we change.