It takes me back to when i was a young girl, a kind of sea bird or a grain of sand, slanging myself around the rocks, bare footed ...
Today I understood what our mind is made of.
Memories.
Present is too short. A single moment is nothing, you just have the time to become aware of it, but actually this moment is already integral part of your memories.
Built memories. It's the only thing you can cling to, is the only real thing.
Built your life to be happy and proud of all you can remember.
And ignore the bad. Go ahead.
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