Memories can be joyous and memories can be horrific. Unfortunately, for some in my family, the latter is true. They would prefer that life is like the movie Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind, in which a doctor is able to erase memories from people's minds. So there are times in life when we want to do as Cesar Kuriyama suggests and record one second of every day and those that would prefer to erase people or events from their minds. So memories can be different things to different people, And I just watched a "Criminal Minds" episode last night where the profiler figured out that a victim actually turned out to be one of the perpetrators because she didn't want to die like the rest of the people caught by the original monster who kidnapped her. She ended up in a mental institution because she implicated an innocent man instead of admit to herself that she had done horrible things.