I want to relive it, so I comb through everything I have. I don’t know why I still do it. I’ve seen it all before. I have worn out every path down memory lane. I want to find something I forgot about, but I haven’t forgotten anything about this. There is no picture I haven’t seen, no note I’ve forgotten. Even my memories are getting boring. I just want to feel that spark of remembrance, so that I can remember what I felt.