Can you imagine if everything you ever said remained in physical form for everyone to read, review and scrutinize, instead of only existing inside the memories of the few that heard you say it? 

I'm glad I don't live in that universe.  

 Just don’t overthink it. 

 I’m with you here: things change, ideas change, tastes change. Imagine having to wear everything from your teens? Or be the person you were in your pre teens?