Oh Steven bless you!smiscandlon wrote:It could easily have warped my fragile little mind, but I turned out OK didn't I?
Didn't I?
Yes, I think you turned out OK because you get me but I remember when I used to ask myself that very same question which lead me to really deep thoughts in the mind and a bit of depression which comes around once in awhile, usually on those unexpected moments.
Just think of your fragile little mind being totally intact and the rest are all just weird. It's works on occasion.
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So the above was an example and I would like to see this thread bring back the good old days that were spent by you and yours or family or other hl members and just a case of happy memories or scary memories or sad memories we have of each other and that make us people.
Smells help with notalgia too and it's cool to go back to the earliest memory you have that meant something to you. Like the smell of freshly mowed grass I adore, I have no idea why but be it, it has something...
Roast potatoes! No one else can beat my grandmother's potatoes, they have all tried but no one has ever succeeded. My younger sister and I were always with my grandparents during the holidays coming from working divorced parents and I remember Nanna (that's what we call my grandmother) saying "Love how many roast potatoes do you want?" and me saying "six" and meaning it. It was my answer for years and I ate them all I tell you!