Yesterday, today, tomorrow

When we’re young, the feeling of invincibility is overwhelming. Think back to the times of your youth, being young and climbing the tallest tree with no harness. Riding your bike down the street, no knee pads no helmet, nothing but the wind blowing through your hair and the feeling of happiness. Freedom and youth go hand in hand. The possibility of tomorrow, another day, our last day never occurs to us. Is this because we’re sheltered from the negativity of life? Or perhaps it’s because the idea of today being your last is something we pretend to accept but secretly hope will never happen. Unfortunately reality is just that little bit different, and we as people are not immortal. Something that is immortal though and perhaps the only way to imagine life is through the memories. No matter how young or old you always have the memory you create of that yesterday, today and hopefully that tomorrow.