Life is a dream.
You only remember bits you want to remember or the bits that you want to forget. Sometimes the memories that are forgotten hurts to be forgotten and sometimes, you wanna forget the memories which don’t leave you alone. But it all feels like dreams. What it leaves? After affects. If you spend the time doing something nice, it will be remembered by the person your whole life. If you waste your time, well what good did it do to you?