While I was out driving yesterday, a yellow school bus came to a stop next to where I was, so that I could see the door of the bus and the steps leading up to where people sit. Just with seeing those steps, my middle school years (which were by NO means pleasant) came flooding back to me, both the good and the bad. That happens with certain songs, as well.
Anyways.
That got me thinking - did I just forget what it was like? Or did I suppress those memories? What's the true difference between forgetting and suppressing?
_________________
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. -Aldous Huxley
You believe whatever you want? it´s what everyone else does. -Tim Roth as Dr. Cal Lightman, Lie to Me
