memories can be shattered with realizations, uncoverings, there are those things in the past, good things, happy things, that should remain good and happy. that past shouldn't be allowed to change, as it already happened, that is the nature of time, but not the nature of perception, i hope to never come to understanding what the past truely and completely objectively was/is, i hope it remains the apple of my eye, a good time, a place to go when i need a happy place.