Once upon a time, a friend asked me if I'd ever done anything spontaneous. I had trouble thinking of anything, no doubt leaving some question marks in the mind of my friend, thinking I was some sort of stick-in-the-mud. It certainly wasn't that I had never done anything spontaneous before, or being reticent. I had done them, and then moved on to the next thing. Trust me, the memories don't fade. They always remain. And always ready for new ones.
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