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In an age of impatience and instant gratification, one way to make everything more memorable is to delay the end point. If you spend five hours climbing to the top of a mountain, it is much more interesting than if you get there in fifteen minutes by cable car. For some trips, it is also possible to buy train tickets rather than plane tickets. It will take you longer to get to the end point, but you can get more pleasure. Trains are the tantra of travel.
It looks like mental ecstasy!
What
I am increasingly tormented not by clear thoughts about the future, but by vague memories of a difficult past.
Who would have thought that it is memories that create a person. Without them, we are not us at all. You have to wander in the dark, not understanding where and why you are going.
- I'm sorry that you yourself brought it to this and do not even try to solve everything in a human way. But I will not let you stand in the way of progress. Right, Left - stop!
Quote Explanation: Sergei Nechaev comes to Dmitry Sechenov to deal with him once and for all. Game final.
I wanted to warn Kate that before things get better, things will get worse. This is what happens when you miss a loved one. Leaves are falling. It's getting cold. We begin to recognize the voids of this earth, in which those who are no longer here remain. Memories hide behind Frank Sinatra ballads and leisurely Christmas carols. It's like the air is getting colder and we're saying something we never meant to say while the sun visors were everywhere: I miss you. And I'm sorry you're not here. And why can't you just be here? It's not fair. Life is Beautiful. But that doesn't make me miss you any less.
These seven numbers, scribbled in thick felt-tip pen, would only pull me back into what I was meant to be free of.
At some point, life pats you on the top of your head and hands you a list of what you can keep. This list is surprisingly long. You can keep letters. You can persist in your efforts. You can keep secrets and keep promises. You can stay steadfast on your path. You can keep his sweatshirt - the one he left on the living room floor. You can keep pictures and memories, but you can't keep people. People are not things, they cannot be saved.
If you find this letter ... How I found the meaning of life by writing hundreds of letters to strangers Hannah Brencher
Riverside, thirty years ago. I imagine being slowly carried up the river, down the river, forward, left, right. A sea of flowers under protection. You are in every bloom, every drop of rain.
Permanently replaced the phone.
Why does the memory tear the heart apart?
Quote Explanation: Gypsy song.
The constant repetition of pleasant memories only reinforces the emptiness of reality.
Any attempts to hold on to the phantom invariably turn into defeat, making no exceptions even for the most devoted admirers.
№ 453994 Added Lady_Lesya 02-06-2023 / 19:30
Time erases faces, makes you forget names and dates. Only the fruits of perfect deeds remain.
№ 453992 Added Lady_Lesya 02-06-2023 / 19:27
