the past

I am always intrigued by people who fervently throw away pieces of their past, recent or ancient. I'm not talking about ending pack ratting or whatever that lil phrase is called. I mean when you throw your past away as if to erase those memories, hoping they'll never catch up with you.

it never really works because you can run from yourself until your blue in the face, but unfortunately, you catch up to you because wherever you go, there you are.

that sucks.