Writer's Block

The USA is the place I was born. Canada is the place I was raised. Taiwan is the place in my heart.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Try as I might to forget some things, I just can't. I couldn't forget even if I tried. A part of me will never forget. A part of me doesn't want to forget.

The details may fade but the memory remains, recreated, and re-lived; the context of our memories and the meaning we draw from them are never the same twice.

Our minds were not made to forget. They were made to remember.


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