The funny thing about life is that you never really know when you are making a memory. You dont know what will stick in your head and what will be a fading spot. The days and dates become insignificant and what remains is the moments and memories. They make wonderful company when alone.
Someone famous once said - No canvas absorbs color like memory. And so true - a smell, a color, a movie, a name, a color, a voice, an object, a number, a song, a place - something as small and trivial can be so powerful to transport to another time and place as if you are re-living the whole thing again. And so I collect, little things to serve as momentos to look back on life.
On my mind right now: Fatafat and Hully Gully and the last desk of 12-B in the new wing in school.
Nostalgically yours
Faded Glory
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