Hey Elmitron followers! I’m Aditi, another female teen blogger, though living in the United States. I hope you enjoy this post!
I am currently going through a plethora of thoughts. I know what I want to say, but I don’t know how to describe it, or where to even begin. I slept late last night and I’m in bed early now. Ideally, I should sleep at this very moment to make up for the time I missed, but I know that I’ll just be more tired in the morning because my body isn’t used to sleeping so early. I’m curious to the science behind that, actually. Anyway, I have so many things to say, that I don’t know what to say. It’s quite a strange paradox.
Memory Lane. Recollection Road. What does that mean to you? I don’t like not thinking about the future. I don’t like scrolling though old photos. I don’t like reliving my past. I enjoy looking at joyful photographs or ones that bring back memories, but that just gives me nostalgia, and forces me to compare my life now with my life from before, which isn’t always a good thing. Looking back on sad memories just makes me feel more sad on what a(n) _____ (insert negative adjective here ex: idiotic, naive, silly) person I was back then.
The worst is when I dwell on a particularly happy, sad, or embarrassing memory. It’s similar to when you get a song stuck in your head. You can’t get it out no matter how hard you try, unless another song slips in instead. You’re forever mad at or pleased with the person you made the catchy lyrics sneak behind the strong barriers in your brain.
But what is it about memory lane that has us taking a trip back there every so often? Is it the escape from our lives now? Is it the appeal of what was in the past? Perhaps, peering into our past propels us to prosperity for the future. (That alliteration was nice…) The past most definitely shapes the future, but it could also encourage the future. Basically, when you think of your past (no matter good or bad), you feel motivated to be more successful in the future.
Whenever I think about some happy or successful events that have occurred to me in the past, it either means that I am feeling something just as joyful or prosperous OR I am feeling downright horrible. And then, there are those times when you randomly get déjà vu about a past occurrence which brings back another slew of emotions–good or bad.
I am not sure what I think about Recollection Road, but it’s a street that everyone crosses. A lot. Whether they like it or not. There’s a mental “Memory Lane” and a physical memory lane, at least for me. Sometimes there’s just one street/house that every time I cross/go into, I’m remembered of my past or I meet several people in my past. It’s sort of complicated, but it’s definitely an important encounter.
Funnily enough, this was just supposed to be a short, few-sentence paragraph, but all of my writing almost always exponentially explodes from the original target. That is usually a good thing, but not for word-limited essays. I am pretty sure that those are the biggest enemies of writers. Who wants limitations when you bleed prose from your fingertips?
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