This is about nothing more and nothing less than the fact that our own memories can't always be counted on as a reliable narrator...

Beyond that, this piece is mostly self-explanatory, save for a piece of inspiration I got from an old Calvin & Hobbes strip, and which I have used as inspiration for several pieces so far. The quote in question comes from a strip from around 1992, when Calvin asks his father about how one defines the so-called "Halcyon Days of one's youth", and Calvin's father explains that they: "...tend to be rewarded retroactively as you grow up," mostly as part of a larger argument that halcyonity is a relative term.

So, I've often semi-jokingly termed it as being "Bill Watterson's Law of Retroactively-Awarded Halcyonity".

...especially since time and increasing age have gradually shown me just how much truth there is to that idea...