memories

i gather the fragments of memories to help me move on in my so called life.i say 'so called' because as yet i dont know if this is what i really want.is this the life i really desire and will it get the better out of me?wild thoughts pulling back and memories behaving weird...almost unexpectedly...never thought it will get so extreme.ideas taking terrible shapes...make me hold on to the present even more tightly.its not the future as much as the past that is making things so complicated!