Memories

What is this that you're feeling? This strange feeling of nostalgia and remorse--like a painting with two colors that clash so bady your eyes get sore.You remember smiles and laughter from happier times, the people who passed through your life and left their mark, only to disappear into the periphery after making their mark and shaping who you are. You miss them in their absence. But they are never really absent, a part of them is always with you, a mark left for you--a parting gift, if you will. Even if you never see those people again, you still have the memories and those memories are a gift that can never be taken away.

Memories of playing table tennis with badminton raquets, of gorging on Pizza Rolls and Bagel Bites over funny movies and good conversation.... memories of illegal campfires at the college's nature center--with laughter, smiles, cheap alcohol, and the soundtrack of crickets and the cars passing on the nearby highway.

And you hold onto those memories for dear life because when the chips are down and your life stops making sense, those memories are the string around your finger reminding you of all the good things in life--reminding you that no matter how rough life gets it's always better to grin and bear it so you can be around to have new experiences and make new memories with the people in your life, whether their role in your life is a fleeting moment or if they're there for the long haul.