I've been flipping through some old photo albums and it chokes me up thinking about simpler times.
I understand that, going through those albums can really make you think about how peaceful things used to be.
Yeah, I pay so much attention to these photos, and they evoke all these memories. It brings me down but I guess I just have to keep paying as much attention as possible to those good times.
That's the real trick to it, you have to try to move passed all the bad stuff and remember all the good times.
That's true. It takes so much time waiting around for those times to come back, but they won't but they do live on.