I have access to a wealth of imprints in my mind
I have a sentimental memory that I half-retained; it’s a memory I can’t fully formulate. Happy memories keep me alive! But is it healthy to keep looking back? Should I look around me and in me, instead? Should I be aware of my future and my inner state? Interstate highways—should I be alert and clear-minded, like I’m on a fast, busy street? Maybe I can ease along, like I’m on a side street. Who am I? Where am I going?
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