What is a man, save for the sum of his memories?
Ever since I remember myself, I've always been travelling - be it from city to city, or between countries. It has become an inseparable part of my life and history.
I remember animals, wherever I lived - especially dogs. Real dogs, mind you - not those mutated rats that some girls like to carry in their purses.
There are very few things that can unite people, globally. Two, actually - food and music. I've been playing instruments for nearly 15 years now, and I found that music will bring people together, regardless of where they are from.
I remember good coffee everywhere I lived. There's nearly nothing quite as satisfying as sitting down with a cup of coffee that you've ground and prepared, yourself, all from scratch.
But most of all, what I remember is one big struggle. A struggle in which I persevered. Guess you can say that I'm kind of a fighter, huh? :P
That is my self summary, a quick summary of my memories. What else needs to be said about a man, save for his memories? Well, I filled out those parts, anyway. I do not know why... and quite frankly, does it even matter?