Unless we have that moment of chaos, followed by the emotional release of realization, nothing will be remembered.
Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.
Who you are moment to moment is just a story.
Only after disaster can we be resurrected.
I don't remember the hotel rooms or the airports but I always remember the events.
My goal is more to be remembered. They'll remember this thing and like it in the future. The trick is to stay remembered long enough for that to happen.