Memories in General

I had a dream last night. A replay of a memory. I woke up with a smile on my face.

When we were making out or engaged in “heavy petting” I would occasionally break our kiss and sit back.

Her reaction was positively magical.

She would blink five or six times, stare at me. Then the most adorable, angelic smile would come over her face. Just before she grabbed me again.

Damn. I just fell in love with her again. Or I just fell in love with a memory again.