Sometimes when I’m alone, for example when I walk through a long corridor, I start hearing voices from the past. I mean, it’s not that I’m crazy, it’s just that my brain starts to rewind to specific scenes and situations that once I lived with certain people. But I recently read in a psychology magazine that our memories are not entirely true, they are what we have interpreted as a result of our own experiences. That made me wonder why some of us keep on making the samemistakes.
I’m not going to let my daytime worries creep into my dreams, as one wise friend once told me: ” We have first world problems“. That’s totally true. So let’s start by not listening to the voices from the past, and start learning other languages instead, so that from now we can listen only to new voices.