Wednesday, 7 August 2013

Memory Box

The best use of a box (aside from turning it into something like a car or a space helmet) is when it is used to store memories. Whenever I do anything memorable, I get something that doesn't decompose and will remind me of that moment in time, then I put it in a box. And at the end of the year, I put it away after extensive decorating.
So far I have two physical memory boxes (from 2012 and the expanding one from 2013). But when you include other types of memory boxes, I have four; the other two being my heart and my brain.

Unless you use extensive surgery, you can't really put physical trinkets into your memory box brain or heart. Doing that is crazy anyway.
But you can leave memories such as thoughts, places, faces, the smells of those with the faces.... And if you've got a heart memory box (that can also conveniently pump blood), then you can leave the memories of people.
I believe that an impression of someone is not one that changes, but not one that lasts. You remember them at various stages as they progress through life with you, but sometimes we hold on to the impressions we liked the best. Maybe that comforts us if we don't like what we see now. Maybe it reminds us that the person of ages past used to be something entirely different.
Regardless; when we hold on to the impression of someone, we usually do it because the change in relationship with that person, is seen as a bad thing by us. And we never want to let go of that person because we liked the way their impression made us feel.
Which can be a bad or a good thing, depending on the impression they leave upon us right now.

I like to go through memory boxes (the physical trinket-filled boxes) because I can remember the good times I had at various times in my life. I like to do that because not only is it important to remember the past, but because I like to look back upon fond memories. And I like to look upon the memories that weren't so fun. They remind me that obstacles can be overcome and that it's always darkest before the dawn.
But sometimes among the ticket stubs and past (passed) notes from friends, a face in a photograph stands out and I remember the person (or people) in the picture, and I'm reminded of the impression I used to know. Whether or not the person has changed since then is all a matter of "it depends", but looking at the impression can be either heartwarming or heartbreaking.

Then one day, whether it's tomorrow or in the months to come, you'll see the person who made the impression upon you.
Hopefully, that person (depending on who they are/were) is in your life in a place they deserve to be. Whether they are out of it, or still making good impressions for you... that's really up to you.

Vivmarie1407

PS: I have to offer my apologies for this big-ish emotional outburst. I only decided today that the impression of somebody I know is one I'll hold onto forever; regardless of what happens in our futures. 
Needless to say, I had to release the emotions/supposed philosophy somewhere. So I'm sorry if massive emotional posts aren't your cup of tea. 
Maybe you'd prefer another (less emotional) drink? Then keep observing the blog; as always, the best is yet to come. 

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