We are Memories

To remember something, it first had to have had a place in our heart. It has to spark something within us. Something to make our eyes feel inspired to hit the record button. To start taking in the moment. The smell, the touch, and the taste. The moments that have a rightful place within us. 

I don't remember a lot of things. Like School

I wish that I had a place in my heart for that kind of stuff. Being able to remember details all the way down to how things tasted and felt. But I can't remember a stupid equation from my math class.

Mainly because I don't have a place for it in my Heart.

I believe that the trigger for the recording of our memories, are done simply by the things that make us happy or hurt. You can easily recall any memory where you were happy.

• drinking chocolate milk
• eating pizza
• watching movies
• dating
• beating a boss in a video game
• winning
• being rewarded for something
• the sunset
• falling in love

But we can easily recall the moments that have hurt us. Where pain, misery, hurt, or sadness have made an impact in your life.

• spilling the chocolate milk
• broken bones
• death
• heart break
• mushrooms
• falling
• farts
• love

If you think about it. Every thing that we remember is something that we have learned about ourselves. What we like or dislike.

We remember who we are by having these memories. 

I feel sorry for people who have lost their memories, because when we lose our memories, we lose the things that were closest to us. The things that make us who we are.

If I were to lose my memories, I would have lost who I am. Without our memories, we are nobody. Memories make us somebody.

We build ourselves up, all our lives.

If you forget your memories, then you will forget who you are.

Without memories, what are we?

Empty...?

-Hancock