If I never see another concert again, I will hold on to the mental memories of those experiences that can never be rivaled. But when will my memory face? When will the ticket I hold be only a reference to a time that cannot be recalled? Do I even remember the show? Or just a picture I'm seeing unfold.................Created using stereoscopic 3D concert photography and GAN of 200+ concert ticket stubs saved from my years going to concerts and shooting 3D concert photography...............Dreams come and dreams go. Its better to live in the flow than go on like a sober loco. We are alone with memories. They treat and the haunt. Just another jaunt on the highway, down the road that is life unknown. Buckle up. Its time to roll.