The best thing about memories is their accessibility; that shelvable quality. There is no searching through cluttered drawers to find them, no late fees or need for a net to catch them with. No permission slips or sell by date.
You can replay them like a slide show in your mind any time you want. Any memory, anywhere, any time. They are convenient and kept close, like words on the tip of your tongue, or spare change in a jar.
The only problem is, once the slide show is over, all you are left with is a blank wall.
June 2018
5 years ago
7 comments:
That is so deep. It's like you are an elderly lady behind the counter in a small town, you're so deep.
I was JUST listening to that song.
That's a little creepy.
Good post though.
Garrett and Peter: Any man that can identify PJ lyrics is in my mind, do-able.
So cheers to you guys.
See, now I feel all special-like.
Let's send Garrett out for ice.
I think Garrett was president of their fan club. And he was also a client.
Don't send Brad out anywhere right now. He might hit someone.
who the hell is brad?
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