Sunday Memory

February 16, 2014. Sunday. 1.55 P.M. Sunday often, if not always, gets me. It happens when I am home with my two roommates who are accustomed to sleeping the days and nights away. A lot less mind-engaging days. Yes, I have clothes and uniforms to wash, nails to trim and polish, readings to catch up, presentations to prepare, and perhaps a new recipe to try. Still, I couldn’t help my mind wander into my memory bank. I am again overwhelmed (sometimes I despise it) having the ability to recall many things in full details, as if they were from 24 hours ago. My memory is quite sharp when it comes to events which I am involved in.

 

Sunday is special to me and will always be. I guess to most people it is, as well. It is time to relax, to hangout with friends, or family, or themselves. Well, I dated my ex on Sundays and the last dating-Sundays were with Dwin. Never mind my ex ‘coz I’m over him, but Dwin on the other hand had successfully casted a spell on me. LOL And I just remember everything… I wonder how he is at this very moment. I have a few ideas what he would probably be up to, and lying here on my stomach, working on my laptop, I imagine him in the garage working on his white car to be whiter, dating with his car for hours. Or maybe, he is hanging out with his family in the mall or somewhere. Regardless which or what he is currently engaged in, I am comforted with him in my mind. I am not annoyed ‘coz he is a happy thought. I could even fly high. I wonder if he remembers me at all, and if he does, what would it be. But most people, unlike me, naturally forgets events, so ‘’happy remembering’’ to me! I hope Dwin is feeling good today ‘coz he is making me another good Sunday ^__^. Alright, dizzy Daisy, back to your readings! ^__^.