One clear sign of growing up is that we become increasingly fond of looking back on the past. No matter how miserable things may be now, as long as the past remains and we can still remember it, the things that shaped us will continue to support us. Memories are more than just recollections. They are something more beautiful, distilled from our memories and stripped of every impurity. I've always wanted to write a book about the decades of my life that have already passed, but I'm afraid my youth will be over before I've filled many pages...
Theme: I hope everyone can cherish everything from the past that they still have before them.
Now, that's really good.