What marks our time here? What signifies our influence on the lives of others? Faced with leaving all I've known, I question what I'm leaving behind, what I'll be remembered for. It becomes easier and easier to regret more and more, wondering why I acted the way I did, why I didn't do this or said that. Perhaps retrosepct provides the examination of the former, in a manner that serves to better an individual. It is obvious that I cannot change the past, regardless of whether or not I want to. However, my past has brought me to where I am today. If I'm happy where I am today, I'm inclined to be nothing but grateful for the trials and pleasantries that brought me here. Perhaps such a feeling of gratitude serves to remind me that my time has been marked, profoundly, one way of another.
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