Rose-colored

How do we hold on to memories? Ever changing and flowing like time; they melt into the subconscious. Drifting and swirling, they mingle with the others like fine capillaries on a riverbed. Always growing, they become painted with moods and emotions; time and health. What comes out on the other side? Rose-colored memories tinted and stained by what we believed they were. They become different and strange but always filled with strong emotion that lingers on and melts, mingling once again with the riverbed.

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