sometimes, i awake with the nostalgic after taste of something buried under the absurd depth of my memory. pleasant thoughts, sometimes bad. i dont know who i become at times when these beautiful reminiscence recur. i thought they happen just because, to just remind me of the existence of happiness in my life. once before.
what do you do, if happiness that should just remind you becomes reality that comes knocking at your door? what would you do if you were told to choose a path you might have chosen before and regretted?
just, what would you do, if you were me?
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