Past to Present
I’ve been thinking a lot about the past. I do this quite often. Thinking a lot about the people and places I’ve known and about the things I’ve done from the great things to the not-so-great things. I like to remember the way the sun made my street look on a late, summer evening or something funny a kid from grade school said all those years ago. I get this way every so often and I certainly don’t mean for one to live in the past. No. I just like to visit the past every so often if by way of a fond memory, or even looking someone up and checking in on them even if just to share that laugh from a million years ago. It’s a good thing to do to help keep one balanced. I guess what I mean is this; I’m a firm believer in the fact that to know where you are going you must know and understand where you have been.