Wednesday 4 September 2013

Memories

     I never understand why anyone would want to leave a legacy once they are gone. People wish to be admired, praised, respected even when they are gone. What a great examples of human's laughable pride.

     My greatest wish of all is to disappear without a trace, to be remembered by none. Like dust, it blows, who cares where it goes. To remain in others' memories is a heavy burden. Memories are like ropes that tie me down.