Wonderfully written. When we look back at the past, we get caught up in the present so much that sometimes we forget the important things that matters. Important yet so brittle in the memories. Like in the occasions of knowing there's something like that, but we could never fully bring back the exact content of the memory. It's all blurry and parts missing. Like the times we take examinations. We know which page or slide, but the slide or page is somehow empty. Barely remembering the frame of what it holds but not the contents.
Reality or fiction. We all want both if possible. Deciding how things would turn out by our own hands, outcomes or results that we desperately wish for. Often, we would have wish for this and that, what we should have, could have and would have. Memories have their own important roles. there comes titles like these - The Forgotten Memories, Memories of Nobody etc.
It is as real as it gets.
When fiction turns reality - the moments of our beating hearts, screw up nervous system, and our mind goes hair wire but nevertheless the best moment we all truly love yet we can still forget them.
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