Memories. Lucky.

Memories. They come and go.
Some stay and linger. Some simply disappear.
Resurfacing in unexpected way,
at unexpected times.
Just as with many other things
in life.

Playing games with your mind,
playing games with your heart.
What, where and why.
It’s still a mystery.

You go back and remember,
relive those days, good or bad.
But you live your life,
you experience the now.
And years later you will remember this.
Or not.
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Sometimes I forget I’m 32 already.
But then I remember it is never too late.
Too late to dream and make dreams happen.
I know, no one really knows when their life will end, but nevertheless.
And then I remember, some dreams have become a reality already,
I remember how blessed I am each and every day, when I am healthy and feel well,
When the sun is shining
and it’s hectic yet peaceful around me.
In this war-torn world where innocent people fight for their lives daily.
Millions of them losing the senseless battle.
When millions of others fight the most horrible diseases, suffer the worst pains; have no one to love them, have no one to help them.

I remember each day, now and then lonely, but spent in a comfortable way.
How lucky you are,
How lucky I am.