D'you ever wish you could turn back time? I don't
consider myself to be a person who looks
back, but from time to time, when looking at old pictures (oh well, not
that old, but still, from some years ago), I begin to think about those times,
those friends, those places... And I realize how much everything's changed. And
how I've changed. And how they've changed. When I think about it, that's what
pictures do. They take you back, they make you remember who you are. Were.
Then.
You'd probably say "George, you're wrong,
they make you remember other stuff too". You're right, you remember other
stuff too. You assume you had a blast in, let's say, that trip to the seaside.
And you probably did. Because it's obvious you sure as hell won't remember all
the drama that most definitely happened back then. What's important is that
those pictures are a reminder of what was. You'd see yourself with some people
and begin to think "I was so damn close to them, what the hell happened,
why did we drift apart?". And while you might not be sad that you may or
may not have lost them, you still cherish those memories. Those times.
People come, people go. You might think I’d say, “You
stay the same”. But you don’t. Each interaction with each person we meet in
this life changes us in a way we don’t understand. Until we do. So do I, from
time to time, wish I could turn back time? Yes and no. Yes, because it would
make me appreciate something or someone the way I should have. No, because the
way I reacted then, makes me who I am today. And the way I react today, will
make me the person I'd be tomorrow.
