Memories.

Sometimes I cannot help but think that memories are a blessing yet a curse at the same time.

I enjoy music, any kind really. Its not uncommon for me to hear a song and immediately tack a memory or emotion to it. Whats really fun is listening to a song you attached a moment or emotion to a while back, then hear it again and immediately either the memory or emotion returns. But then either it brings happy thoughts or you get an even deeper feeling from it and then are saddened by the realization that that moment is gone. Though I may be only eighteen, it does not mean I too have not had experiences I want back, or experiences I never wish to have to endure again. Maybe then again this is just my overactive mind thinking too much again...