Record: 2012 • Edition: 2013 • USC-WR-1304.0160
Memories are the thing very fragile by their nature. They are individual and exist only in the scopes of ones mind. Remembrances riven into pieces and lacklustered by passed ages may become rather misleading, embellished by healing time. Anything happens making the life variegated mozaic of color-form multitude. Some of these pieces find the connection, assimilate with each other into something new making the unique pattern of self-consciousness.