The Past The past. So many people try to forget theirs. They try so hard to forget what they had they end up missing out on what they could have earned. Instead of starting on a new page, they toss and tumble and eventually the present gets tied up in it all. Every day comes and goes and is shelved. Each day is a beginning and ending but is ultimately just an act of limbo. Then there are people who instantly let go of what they had. These people have lost touch with who they were, and subsequently who they are. So they then are left with the virtue of having the freedom to choose who they can now become. But can we ever really just untie the strings that hold the past the same way we would a fastened shoelace before kicking of our shoes?
