sometimes things pass us so fast i wonder why we struggled so hard and sought after them in the first place.

can one really live with memories alone?
how much memories are needed to make one feels there is no need of more memories?

memories are there to sustain one's happiness - contentment or living in the past?
from memories, come yearning?

i guess memories pass us fast too.

tortoises and ostriches.
shells and the ground.

human sometimes are
not very different either.