memories are curious things, are they not?
they are only a glance through a foggy mirror into an event from the past
why do we smile in pictures but to alter the way we remember that time of our lives?
perhaps we felt like crying, but the picture will forever remind us otherwise
it is impossible to look backwards with perfect clarity
our present circumstances and emotions provide us with a colored glass
through which we view our pasts
throwing those memories into a new and altered light
sometimes for the better and sometimes for the worse
with the presence of this glass we are able to view the best time of our lives
as miserable and intolerable
and vice versa
this way of seeing the past is a means of coping
of moving on from a set of memories or staying rooted in them
we rarely choose the glasses we wear
while watching the films of our past
they simply and inevitably exist
maybe its merciful, in a way
perhaps pure clarity would be too much to bear
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