... Things to say
| 44. J.A.R.B - The middle | 43. J.A.R.B - And so I tried harder | 42. J.A.R.B - Never miss a moment | 41. J.A.R.B - White Rabbit | 40. J.A.R.B - In a minute | 39. J.A.R.B - Defying murphy | 38. J.A.R.B - Friends among enimies | 37. J.A.R.B - Untitled | 36. J.A.R.B - Violence | 35. J.A.R.B - Yearning for more and drive | Current
Being able to let go is a grand ability. But never loose the memories. Good or bad, they either make you laugh or make you think. They could make you cry, and they could teach you a thing or two. Memories are a powerful thing, and they are never to be lost. They are to be taken in, and stored, but they are not to be held on too. They are something to look back on to know that that was then. This is now, this is different. But that did happen, it was great. That is over now, which is too bad, but there are always new things. There is always tomorrow. There is always somewhere new to go. Maybe not somewhere where the rain dares come, but you can always look back on the days under a secure roof; those days when things were so simple. This was this and that was that. All well; that was then, this is now. With memories you will be able to re-visit the good old days, but never stay to long, they have a way of sucking you in. They also have a certain way of replenishing. They have a way of reminding you that there will always be what happened. There will never be a way to undo it. There will always be regrets, because nothing is, or was, perfect. So revisit, rejoice, relive, and revive.
16 February, 2006 11:20
