Bitch In' Summer: Meet You at the Spot

Sippin' on Sunshine

[ A not-so-gentle disclaimer: This might not be as exciting as you are expecting it to be but we will slowly get in there. ]

I kicked my blanket multiple times feeling warm stings on my skin. This is the sign to wake up, its probably noon already.

I rolled on my bed half awake.

What a life Desiree.

I grabbed my phone and called someone. It took exactly eight rings before she picked up.

[ I want mantou. ]

[ Check in KingChef they have a branch in Legarda. ]

[ My head hurts. ]

[ I bet. ]

[ You've changed. You used to ask me if I want meds. ]

[ You haven't changed. You still sleep til midday, aren't you tired of getting headaches from oversleeping seriously? ]

[ It's all because of that jerk. ]

[ Shut up & just find mantou. ]

That was Solenn, I recently reconnected with her- and to most of my friends in our circle that I ghosted for years. Fascinating. Good friendship is fascinating.

While removing my clothes spacing out, a sudden memory flashed in my head. I remembered that day from like twenty years ago. I randomly craved for mantous that day too.

Recently, I keep on feeling, seeing, and hearing signs of something I should do.

Something like, going through my old journals. I liked writing in my diary when I was young.

But simply opening those will require making a very hard decision. Why would I even reminisce as if this will be a trauma therapy, after years of working hard on forgetting everything?

I gave that thought a thought all afternoon.

What if it changes something?

What something? My situation?

We can always remember but is it possible to relive? I only know we can relive moments but not memories.