I thought of something quite unlike me today. so that intrigues me.
Inspired by my 14-year-old sister who was trying to remind me of my notorious past:
"I don’t need to be reminded of the past. The past is what molds this present, and this present is molding the future. In this present I’m busy trying to mold the future and I don’t wanna, I don’t really have time to, reminisce the past."
Not always the case, but intriguing nonetheless.
I’m trying to rise above my past.
P.S. Written in memory of Miranda Bailey of Grey’s Anatomy saving a Nazi’s life.