Every one of us is losing something precious to us... Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That's what part of it means to be alive. But inside our heads- at least that's where I imagine it- there's a litle room where we store those memories. A room like the stacks in this library. And to understand the workings of our own heart we have to keep on making new reference cards. We have to dust things off every once in a while, let fresh air in, change the water in the flower vases. In other words, you'll live for ever in your own private library.
Life involves the inevitable loss of cherished experiences and opportunities, which are integral to our existence. This reflects the transient nature of feelings and memories that we accumulate over time. The notion of a personal 'library' within our minds suggests that we archive these moments, creating a space where we can revisit past emotions and experiences, regardless of their fleeting nature.
To truly connect with our own feelings, it's essential to actively engage with these memories. This means reflecting on them regularly, making new associations, and allowing ourselves to breathe life into old recollections. By tending to this internal library, we ensure that our past remains a vital part of our identity, enabling us to find meaning and continuity in our lives.
