I like memories. In fact, so much so, I look forward to new experiences for the new memories. Suppose that's not too unusual. By the time this week wraps up, it'll have been a week filled with both. Good and bad experiences. Good and bad memories. But do I have the right to look forward to memories before they happen? If I do, am I missing the joy of the experience? Experiences last for mere moments; memories for much longer. But our memories of experiences are tied up in the experiences themselves. In the way we felt, the way we looked at something from a certain angle. That determines our memories. And that's why I don't think I should be looking forward to seeing the forest through the trees. Otherwise, it might not be much of a forest.
The thing of it is: experiences can be horrible, but years later when we remember the experience, there's a new experience, one of time. Memories are four dimensional.
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I am starting a drinking game with this blog entry...every time you say "experience" that is one drink..."memory" is two drinks...I have a feeling I will be pretty wasted after reading it therefore losing my memory and going through the experience of trying to remember it.
you've got toooo much, time on your hands! -tommy shaw
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