Memories

I had lunch with a close friend the other day at Jade Pot, and it amazes me how much we have changed in the past five years, and yet, how much we still have in common. It's that whole we are different, and yet still very much the same thing..

I could still talk about my life, love, and experiences, without having him judging me, and I feel that that is who someone should have in their life. There has to be at least one person like that, to keep you rooted in the ground, with your sanity intact.

It has been approximately five years since I last saw him, and the moment I did, it was like the years have melted away, and we are sixteen years old again, each facing the other, writing notes to each other to be passed after school, and hanging out under the ever famous st Tre-Joe bridge while waiting for our transport to arrive.

He shared with me what has happened in his life, and I shared with him what has happened in mine. Of course, there are so many things I have yet to tell, but all that can be shared in good time.

How many times have you found yourself just staring off into space, while in the middle of something, and thinking back on the things you have done when you were younger? You don't have to be very much younger, just your past experiences. It can be yesterday, last week, two months ago, four years ago, etc..

Going down memory lane, I am reminded of an incident I had when I was in Melbourne. Looking back, I get a fluffy feeling, wishing I could go back there and experience it all again. It was a sweet memory, one that will be cherished and to take out on rainy nights and keep close to my chest while I fall asleep listening to the patter of the rain ^^

There's this famous quote (but I do not know who said it) : I always knew looking back on my tears would make me laugh, but I never knew looking back on my laughter would make me cry.

How true is that?