Time is a river. Someone said that I do not remember who, probably a famous author or psychic wanna be who was either depressed or bored or both. Well I have been thinking on that saying and it is correct. You can look at the river as memories pass through your mind and figure well I recall doing thus and such. You can put your boat into the river and sail away into the past and maybe just stay there forever or what seems like forever, recalling pleasant things from bygone days or horrible shit that you did and either got away with or confessed or was caught.
Yes time is a river and hopefully that river still has miles ahead to flow. However, thinking of the past now at my age is both depressing and at least today not very damn helpful!