The past is not called that for nothing, not out of place today. It’s not his purpose to fill you regret every time you look in the face, but to teach lessons to apply them in the future. Let me show you where you went wrong and why. Let us help you not to repeat the same mistakes or not to take the same decision. You see, the past is like a wise old man, where you can always return to a sfat- you will find always in the same place with the same charge in and enriched with the same experiences. It’s still possible to try to invade you this, to insist to return by certain persons or events. Then relive. When you’re stirs and awakens feelings or emotions that you wanted at a particular time to bury them. Then choose whether or not worthwhile to go back.
The past knocks at my door. Returning home became, in a very strange way, a return to the past. And I would prefer to run, but since watching me means that I left OPEN. I’ll go. My opinion about the past is completed. I chose not to go back, no matter how much I would ask anyone from the past to do ... the reason they got there. The past is a good counselor, but if you leave in his hands, could easily come to swallow you whole.
