I used to obssess over the past:

the people in it

the things in it

the places in it

Until I realized the past is an unproductive place to visit.

Usually it only conjures confusing feelings, hurtful feelings, regret, or maybe happiness (if it’s a good memory). Either way, reminiscing about the past for too long only prevents me from living right here, right now, in this very moment. This is all I have. This is all I will ever have. It is more productive for me to stay in this moment.