Memories

Can’t forget, or don’t want to? It’s there anyways…

 

Dec 1st, 2016

 

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Thursdays have always been great. Especially during early night. I am not sure what was special about this one though. It might be one of the very few times I share a documented memory, yet I hope it’s never the last.

 

 

Andy is a great cook. He is an amazing roommate as well. Great nights we shared, tedious arguments we had, and all those mornings with the most noisy alarms. Not sure if I like him, but I for sure appreciate his presence.

Chet faker was a nice addition to the night. Although many others were playing, Faker was the most remarkable. I don’t really remember the exact time I heard his song “I’m into you”, but I do remember it was in high school. As much as this song brings memories- makes me nostalgic mostly- as much as I feel the importance of the idea of letting future memories free. I guess one reason nostalgia is weird, tough, or difficult to deal with, is that those memories are imprisoned. Of course not everything is meant to be set free, yet a bit of hope can never hurt.