sentimental.

small things mean lots to me.

i had a blade of grass.

that one of my best friends gave me,

and she just handed it to me one day.

while we were sitting on the grass together.

i placed it in my phone.

under the cover, and it stayed there.

for months and months.

then, getting out of my car,

in frustration, i dropped my phone.

lost that blade of grass.

you better believe that i cried.

because it held a memory to it.

that's my problem.

i like to call myself a 'hoarder',

because every little thing has sentimental meaning.

i have a pumba head that i used to take baths with.

a stuffed dog that i still sleep with.

twizzler pillow that has so many memories.

this weekend i got another item.

my nephew, two years old,

came up to me while i was laying on the couch.

put a hair tie around my wrist.

the hair tie was broken, and retied to work again.

i have no idea where it came from,

but it hasn't left my wrist since then.

and today i wore a beatles shirt.

i got sung to by a kid named hayden,

who is very fond of the beatles.

i will always remember that when i wear this shirt.

so if you ever give me something,

i will most likely remember you forever because of that thing.

hmm, i think i do the same thing with songs.

like, put people to songs.

because of a memory that happened during that song,

with that certain person,

whenever i hear that song, i will think of them.

it's my way of thinking of things, i suppose.

but right now, i'm tired. it's late.

i'm going to go to sleep.

have a wonderful wednesday!