Funny how certain things trigger certain memories, even ones you're not sure are even real memories. The ones I'm thinking of, at this particular moment, are definitely real.

Songs, smells, movies, sights, sounds. All these things can trigger memories, some of which you never know are going to be a good one or bad. Even if the memory is good or bad, the reaction it can trigger can be the exact opposite of what you'd originally experienced. A very happy memory can trigger a very sad reaction depending on the situation. A once sad memory can become a smile because you're realizing that you've made it. You got through a time when you thought otherwise.

The memories can change, as well. They fade and the details become less etched in to your mind as it continuously fills with others. The emotions, however, are what stays behind. A friend of mine always questioned how I felt in dreams because that was what was important. The content of the dream meant nothing. It was just conjured ridiculousness that your subconscious squished together to make something for you to visualize. But the feeling behind the dream, that's what matters. You could have the craziest dream, but feel incredibly elated in it. And vice versa.

I know I've talked about this before; it's a recurring theme for me. I dream quite a bit and I remember an odd amount of my dreams. However, this is about a song, not a dream.

I leave from an amazing time and a song that had been discussed during this time was the first thing to come on the radio as soon as we'd parted ways. Another song that was shared when I was present, but not necessarily directed toward me, comes on as the first song on the Pandora mix I have. Each time, I smile. Right now, these are still happy memories that create happy reactions. I honestly hope they stay that way forever.

Sure, I'd like to continue creating memories, but the time isn't right for this particular instance. Hopefully, if time allows, it'll come and I'll be the happiest person in the world.

It'll come; I just have to be patient.

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