There are particular memories that just stick with you.
Sometimes you do not want to recall them, but it does not seem like you truly have a choice.
This is absolutely the case as I’ve tried to move on from my last relationship. Unluckyly, I keep running into memories that I just cannot shake. Some of them are good and some of them are bad, but it’s the funny ones that are truly sticking with me. For instance, the time that my ex-guy and I thought that my friend and I should go on a affectionate mountain getaway by renting a cabin. It seemed like a truly good idea because my friend and I both appreciate being outdoors in nature. Unluckyly, my friend and I never could have guessed that it would be such a frostyly cold experience. When my friend and I arrived at the condo my friend and I quickly realized that there was no central heat. At first, my friend and I thought that this was quaint and a delightful part of the experience. My buddy and I were going to have to feed wood into the little wood burning stove to give heat to the condo all night. It sounded like fun! At first. My buddy and I quickly realized that it was much colder outside than my friend and I had anticipated. No matter how much would my friend and I put into the little stove, the ice cold drafts that were blowing in from every window effectively negated the heat that my friend and I were providing. It was so cold that the pipes of the condo froze and my friend and I could not truly get any drinking water. Forget about a sizzling shower. My buddy and I eventually found some space furnaces and desperately tried to add more heat into the cabin. The entire ordeal was fairly harrowing, but my friend and I both had a solid chuckle on our last afternoon there… When my friend and I finally found the central heating control unit.