Memories.

Memories can be tricky. We don't always remember what exactly happened but we remember exactly what we perceived happened. And one of those tricks that played on my mind was when I walked by it. It was so familiar that I could not help but sing it, and sing I did.

I remember the times when I was left all alone at home. My mom used to teach me how to make pasta noodles and if I got too lazy to leave the house to buy some food, I'd cook it. And boy, was it delicious. Probably bad for my health but those were the good times. Its about the same level as eat Nutella from a spoon.

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