It is all pretty much just an exam. A test where you learn the lesson through it, where you correct your mistakes when you do so. The past ? It is all just a dream. A dream so intense that cannot be forgotten. A dream which shows evolution over time. One might have a million theories of it. One might just say it over a cup of tea. Yet none will matter, for it has no purpose. Every teeny situation had a purpose though. One’s soul needs to learn from it. If not, the situation shall return again someday. Everything happens for a reason. Once you find out the purpose, it is all just a piece of cake !