Sweet memories hidden from the light never grow, they do not age.
Not so sweet memories creep out from behind the cupboards, shake off the dust, to hurt you. They talk to you, reminding you of the pain and hurt that should have died long ago.
Journey through your mind can be a painful time.
Better to let your thoughts fly, sing a song that brings back happy thoughts.
Don’t let your mind yearn. Put down that invisible stick you beat yourself with.
Don’t miss the promising times ahead, or strand your mind in yesterdays.
Don’t let your life become an island, let the great machine inside your head pitch new thoughts for the road ahead.