Pictures of Memories...

Here I am sitting in the living room, on a red comfy sofabed while my friend is snoozing away on the other bed. Listening to Teddy Geiger and Kisschasy does calm the soul but also bring up many nostalgic {I know I use this word a lot. It happens all the time. Please bear with me =) } memories and creates an atmosphere for writing. I have no idea why.

Another silent night with her being unable to sleep. Back to the routine of chatting and just appreciating the time. Though she realises she'll get panda eyes soon. It's the holidays so...heck. Time seems to pass by so fast these past mid year its scares her but yet knowing that it was spent wisely and the feeling of being fulfilled is endless.

Looking through old pictures, she re-creates those times. Photographs that capture the candid moments entwined with mostly laughter, happiness. Life never seemed more alive when thoughts could create a colourful world on glossy paper. Even black and white puts colours on pictures, images of souls. When they turn old, hopefully no one throws them away or none of them gets lost. Preserving memories are truly rewarding in a sense that good ones are good to remember and brought up once in a while. What about bad memories? I tend to forget details or the entire scenario all together. Sometimes just getting over it really fast or somewhat.

But how do you run away from it if others remember? Does it tie you to that past?
She'll probably go into carefree mode..hehe. What's important is now and the future. =)
What about you?