Life is riddled with ups and downs. Most every 'up' is followed by a
'down', though sometimes, an 'up' is followed by more 'up'. The same
goes for 'down'.
There are a number of things that have shaped me and my life. Some of them agonizingly obvious, some not so. Yet, when an old memory comes floating up from my past, I cling to it. It might be a happy or sad one, but either way, I find myself helplessly clinging onto it and though their effects still linger on and treat me as one of their own, I know what I am and who I am because of what these memories are to me
There are a number of things that have shaped me and my life. Some of them agonizingly obvious, some not so. Yet, when an old memory comes floating up from my past, I cling to it. It might be a happy or sad one, but either way, I find myself helplessly clinging onto it and though their effects still linger on and treat me as one of their own, I know what I am and who I am because of what these memories are to me
