Everything has changed. And yet, there are still things that remain the same. These memories, they come back to me throughout the night and there I sit, reliving every single moment in full color as if I was sitting in an old theater watching a show. They unfold constantly. One moment they are there are the next they are gone as quick as the wind could take them. But when they are there, they wrap my mind in emotion and refuse to let me distract myself. So I let them take me. They take me to places of the past. Words. Thoughts. Feelings. Moments. These are the memories in the night. I never ask much anymore why they come to me. I used to. I…