Something inspirational:

"The past never sleeps."

ANON

Food for thought...

The past is the past. The past lingers. It's a shadow behind your steps. It's not loud — it's just there. It's a voice in the quiet. You carry it. 

You don’t outrun it. Sometimes it's just quiet, or it whispers. Sometimes it roars.

Sleep? No. That’s not something the past does – or some of us get to do.