I wish memories were clear. That you could rewind and see exactly what happened. That they weren't a garbled mess where you can't remember the order of events. It's just snip-its. Out of order. Out of context. The next day you remember something that seemed meaningless at the time. But now it doesn't. But you can't place when it happened. What happened before or after. What it actually means. It is lost. But it isn't. Just the meaning. The events surrounding it. The depth. And you will never know.