Are you happy right now? Good. Now stop reading. Are you sad? I'm sorry. Now stop reading this. To truly read this, you have to be in a remembering mood. You need to think back, to ponder what used to be.

Is it a person you're thinking of? For me, that person is someone I knew better than they knew themself. The person never knew me, though, and never will, but that's okay. It's the fact that I've been forced to move on that puts me in the remembering mood.

Maybe you're thinking of a place. There are many places that I remember, and yet I've never been to any of them. I see a dark forest, filled with trees that are singing forgotten songs to the wind. That's where I remember.

The one thing I can't answer is why. Why do I remember that place or person? I truly can't say. It's just a feeling, an urge to go back one more time, to look at everything that was. I can't leave it forever. I always find myself doodling a name that I should forget or humming a tune that is long forgotten... by most.

I can only say this: I remember who I must forget but can't. It's Wrive Tacking. His story is over, but I long to continue it, even if I know that the end already came.

I remember The Unknown, a place of mystery and adventure. I long to return there, to see the bluebirds and horses just one more time. I want to discover all the answers I need... But mystery is only enchanting when you don't know the answer, and what you need is not always what you should have.

But you can visit that place one more time.

You can see that person again.

Your brain is a powerful tool, and it can take you wherever, whenever. You can return without really returning.

It's called remembering.

Whoever you can't forget... Wherever you can't fully exit... Don't try to return. Don't try to forget. Just remember.