recently i went digging through old memories. and i realized that there are critical periods of my life from which i seem to have few recorded memories. my life stream is absent – only true biological memories are easily accessible.

no doubt i could dig through the past if i wanted to – but why take the time?

i’ve made a promise to myself to take more pictures, video, and capture more memories.

the mundane ones, the not-special ones – those memories are by far most precious.