Should the idea that our most precious memories are only kept by us? These memories cannot be explained in a quantitative manner, nor can they be represented by any one emotion. They are the notion, or movement of the mind that makes us feel that for one perhaps fleeting moment that we are proud of who we are, even if that is far away from where we are now, and that is something that I am afraid to lose.
So, should we be afraid? There are those who say that there are many who can share these memories with us. And if you are lucky then you would be right, but there are many circumstances where another's reality that runs parallel to us is jus