Sentiment

Why do we never truly appreciate an aspect of our lives until we have lost it? Why must hindsight be 20/20? Can we not learn as a species to seize the moment and live in it? Apparently I cannot. I have not. And it is probable that I never will. You can never, never go back to those imperfect perfect times and have them again. Dreaming of them only brings sadness because they are lost to time and the choices you made.