Memories Evoke

On the way to meet my fren, out of sudden trapped in a horrendous traffic jam..the drivers are honking constantly.

hhhoooonkkkk!! honk! honk!!! (it's annoying somehow)....

Why Is Everybody Honking?


I got the instinct of someone tonight...n yeap ! bingo ! once i look at the right, I 'm surprise to bump into HIM with his white coupe i used to ride...it triggers my memories...

*an exclusive memory which belongs to no one else but myself.

I believe, every time we think, write, or talk about an experience, we make even more memories.
No matter how, i told myself to move on, never dwell in the past...even if i bump into HIM... he is no one else but a stranger.