Something remembered from the past, a recollection.
We all know that the definition is far simpler than the thing itself. Everything we see around us, carries a memory and it’s kind of hard not to be nostalgic about things. I have a really bad habit of visiting my past and kinda drowning myself in a memory. Some memories are good, some are bad. Some memories, i want to re-live. Some memories, i want to store at the back of my head and keep it shut there forever. Sometimes, it haunts me that everything i own, has some sort of memory to it.
a picture holds a lot of memory. This is a picture of me and a friend I used to talk to. We don’t talk anymore but I like to look at this picture and think about how happy i was at that moment.
This is a bracelet/band that I’ve been wearing for about 3-4 years now. I’m surprised it’s still in good condition. The ends have frayed a lil but that’s what you get for wearing a band for that long and I’ve never taken it out since. This band may seem simple but it was the time when i was still really good friends with these two girls and we all wore this band. They might’ve thrown it away, but this is a pretty sentimental item to me. I miss them, i really do.
Another thing that holds a lot of memory is the song called Breakeven by The Script. Every single damn time i hear that song somewhere, i try my hardest not to lose my calm because it was a song i used to listen to all the time with someone that was dear to me.
Hell, even my pair of vans means something to me.
My bad habit is holding on to these memories and instead of letting go, i tend to slip into my past. Then i’ll get really upset and think unhappy thoughts. BUT one major thing i forget is that, i shouldn’t get upset because i still have plenty of time to make new memories to counter all the bad memories.
Memories are tricky things. They play with your thoughts and feelings a lot. But if you think about it, everything is just a memory. A minute goes by, and then an hour passes, and finally a whole day comes to and end. Hey presto, it’s all in the past and that becomes a memory.
Whatever it is, your memories shape you. Good or bad, it has made you the person you are today. Don’t let your memory haunt you. Let it guide you and make you an even better person you are today.