Memory Ballad

Every dream is a constant reminder of the past, present and future based on personal experience. In these dreams there is an inherent recollection of every exposure, intimacy and savoir-faire of a person. Whether they are young or old, male, female or in between - it doesn't matter.
I used to remember my dreams, and in those most lucid moments I could pick out my own timeline as though it was written on a chart. Here I was born, and over here I cried, and here I laughed, loved, kissed, ran away and returned.
Dreams are abstract documentaries on your psyche, and a cross section of your own longevity.
Where do I stand at these crossroads? In what direction do I point myself? When does past, present and future become one? Or does it choose to remain fully hidden under psychosis or under one's unwillingness to remember?

People and Objects

People are living entities that interact with the world around them. How they interact with objects is based on the singular person.
If a person owns a car is the inside clean? Or is it impossible to see the floor because there's garbage everywhere? Is it in good repair or is it always in need of something?
What about a bedroom? Is it neat and organized or are there dirty clothes everywhere?
Do people have CDs and DVDs with lots scratches and fingerprints on them?
What do these things say about a person? It doesn't have to mean anything, but in a world of meaning - everything means something I suppose.