Daily we tell ourselves we’re moving forward with life. Pressing on with whatever we’re convinced are the important matters at hand.

It’s about such time that we frequently get another postcard from our past. Another reminder of where we have been in our life.

Every postcard, every reminder of our personal history is an opportunity to either stay mired in the mist of our personal mythologies or create new legends. It’s a fresh prospect of how we think about our lives — how we live all of our goals, not just material goals — and life in general.