I remember walking along the shore, smiling at the false idea that the sea loved me, loved me with every kiss it layed at my feet.
I remember chasing my sister and my brother through the sand, my lungs captivating more of my attention than my lack of self-realization.
I remember so many things, but I don't think any of them are important... these memories dissolve, they remain a pretty picture in my mind, but only the picture remains. What I will remember most of all in a few months, or years, will be what I learned from these moments, because every day I live that.
Just kidding. Sort of.