Thursday, October 25, 2007

"Memories are films about ghosts"

This is a lyric from one of my favorite Counting Crows song "Mrs. Potter's Lullaby"

Anyway, I was chatting with a friend of mine and we were going down a weird path on this so called "memory lane". It was so strange hearing what was being said because I never really thought that we shared the same viewpoint about that moment in time. Plus, we never really talked about it other than to make a few jokes here and there.

I know now more than I did back then but I am not sure if it would have changed the path I am on now.

Memories are always so bittersweet sometimes but they are just a shadow of who we are now. Maybe it is a film about ghosts....some memories haunt us, tickle us, amuse us, cause us pain, cause us joy but each fleeting moment is a memory too. I guess it is the history we each have that makes us who we are.


Superstar said...

Robert Frost's the road less traveled by....

I chose the one less traveled...

Amber said...

I think maybe it's not so much the history we have that makes us who we are, but what we have taken away from our history. Have we learned from past mistakes? Have we hardened our hearts against love, because it's been broken? Are we compassionate toward others because at one time, we were walking in their very shoes... or some day, very well could be? And so on.

I think history has a lot to do with who we are, but I think it's more what we do with it. Some let it grow them, some use it as a crutch, some use it to empower them, some carry parts of it with them into their present and still struggle with it... so it's history because it happened in the past, but it's still very much a living part of their current reality.

I don't know if that makes much sense, but it's just my two cents for what it's worth.

It was a wonderfully well-written entry, though.

I've been meaning to stop by your journal for quite a while. Now that I have, you're on my blogroll. I respect someone who can get through grad school, is a book lover, and enjoys flea markets where they can enjoy (and buy) the ridiculous and inane... and sometimes find their own personal treasure.

I also wanted to say thank you so much for stopping by my blog and leaving your comments. They are very much appreciated and I've enjoyed reading what you've had to say and the encouragement you've offered. So thank you -- for visiting, for commenting, and extending your kindness to a stranger connected through the blog-o-sphere :).