Friends Are Keys to Locked Memories

Reminiscing (or simply exchanging thoughts and insights) with friends—close or not-so-close these friends may be—has again proven me that people—friends, acquaintances, or mere familiar faces—serve as keys to many of our locked memories, which without such keys will be forever imprisoned in the webbeddest recesses of our minds.

This is the reason I always delight in reminiscing or exchanging letters with people with whom I had in any way connected in the past, for they always help me unlock many dormant memories—sad or happy these memories may be. For, from such memories I always find a lesson learned, an inspiration worth rekindling, and, as one friend said, "a friendship overlooked in the past worthy of pursuit."

It's good to hear friends finally discovering what they really wanted to become of themselves. I feel happy every time I see them realizing their personal legends and dreams.

“To realize one’s destiny is
a person’s only obligation.”— Paolo Coelho, The Alchemist (1993)

- 12:30 a.m., April 21, 2004, Wednesday; Surrey, British Columbia, Canada
(While listening to "State of Art" by Friends Again
[Trapped and Unwrapped; 1984, Mercury])