I am one of those who gets really attached to a particular moment and obsessed over the symbolism of a certain memory.
I am a romantic by nature.
I exaggerate.
In a more consummate level, these tendencies might also be destructive.
They bear beyond reasonable expectations that could in no time push me over the edge.
I have been through times when I repeatedly repeat memories on my mind and construct possible magnifying narratives afterwards.
These imaginative narratives could sometimes feel so real that I almost reach to the point of believing that they might actually happen.
What's more destructive is when sometimes things occurred resemble to what I have imagined.
It is as if my daydreams come true.
It is as if my daydreams come true.
And then I would get even more attached to them.
