Some times it’s best to just shut off the tube, turn off most of the lights and just kick back and listen to tunes. My problem is the music brings back memories good and bad and the bad is there haunting me. I can’t be the only person that experiences this and the moments in time that come to life once again. The memories, good or bad, don’t define me but they are a part of me and is a part of what makes me what I am.
I catch myself contemplating past memories more as time passes.