But where would I be now? A lot of stuff could have happened in a couple of years. Maybe I have moved, or maybe I won the lottery... Maybe I'm not even alive anymore and have I been killed by a bank robber... I don't want to think about it. Well, where could I start my search? It's such a big world. Youth memories are rising. They're not that nice actually. Come to think about it, I never really got along with myself. We didn't always fight, but we sure never were close friends.