~steeph@TTBP

27 may 2022

I noticed that I don't remember how I felt during the happy time of my life. There was a period in my life during which I lived with somebody I loved</small></small> and made many, many experiences that I look fondly back on. I suspected back then that this time would remain to be the summit of my life on an overall happyness diagram of my life. And that's the place those memories still occupy in my mind today. There are certain things that bring me back emotionally to certain memories. But so many things that happened and probably formed me I don't feel anymore when I remember then. 10 or so years ago I rhought I ought to write a book or something. At least write down how I felt and what happened to me emotionally because there's no way it's possible to live with those emotions for very long. The emotioned faded, as I expected. And today I notices that some of them are almost gone. Maybe some are completely gone and have been for a while. I wouldn't know, after all. Not reationally, but emotionally that fact takes away a portion of my life's purpose.