
In some ways, memories are like beaches. Always changing as the tide moves in and out...at times the tide will deliver wonderful sea shells, while other times the beach becomes overrun by jellyfish and littered with trash.
Over time, memories long past can become distorted. During a relationship, memories can even evolve to represent idyllic fragments of a fractured whole. If things turn sour, those same great memories are often hidden away to somehow ease any fleeting sorrow. At the same time, the mind works to excavate old hatchets.
It seems that only once we become comfortable with and recognize both the good and the bad, the bliss and the regret, only then do we become adjusted to the thoughts long past. At that point, one becomes free from the push and pull of our memories.
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