The Idea Of

When you reminisce about your past, what is it that you reminisce about? A friend asked me an interesting question one day (she's good at those): am I thinking of her, or merely of the idea of her?

At this point, I can only say that she was the embodiment of all those ideas into a person. And after all, isn't that what we seek? Aren't we looking for the person that holds all the traits we want, and with whom we can see ourselves growing old?

But alas, the dream dims, and memory fades. In time, perhaps the dreams won't even live on in memory.