I loved playing Fruit Ninja on my Kindle fire sitting on my grandmother's pleather couch during the summer lol

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I loved playing Fruit Ninja on my Kindle fire sitting on my grandmother's pleather couch during the summer lol
i need it to be summer so someone can take me to the mountains during the day and then we can drive home while the sun starts to set and i can start dozing off in the passenger seat while familiar music plays through the car’s speakers
specific old memory: sitting in the backseat of the car. it's nighttime. daddy is driving us home from đì thanh's house. we're going through the lines for the toll booth. the lights from the toll station shine in through the windows breaking up the dark. mommy is silent but awake. jamie is asleep next to me on the right. daddy pulls up to the booth. he rolls down his window. the night breeze flies in. he tells the worker "carpool please." the worker responds distantly. daddy says "thank you" and rolls up the window. he then steps on the gas and we drive off into the dark.
does anyone else have a really specific memory/memories the associate with a certain song but that memory has literally no significance whatsoever? no?
anyway, mine are when i was in 9th grade, it was April and i was in English, my last class of the day. i rode the early bus at that school, so i got lucky and was allowed to leave early every day. i was working on an essay that we had 3 weeks to work on, and i was on the part where i was organizing my paragraphs and all that junk. then YKWIM? came on as i was working, the whole class was quiet, only i could hear the song, and it just kind of felt like i was the only thing in the world that existed. i looked up at the time and it was 2:34, meaning i had to leave. i packed my stuff, got up and left, and then walked to my usual spot where i would wait for the bus, pulling out my umbrella as it had been raining all class.
the second one was during the summer that same year. on the weekends, my mom would take orders for instacart for extra money. she thought it would be good experience for me so i could know what working could be like in the future. she was right in a way. i liked it atr first, but we also did the orders while i was in school, so most of the time i really didn't like leaving at 8 in the morning and coming home at 6:00 or later, possibly not eating all day. mom got yelled at sometimes because she often forgot to eat all day, and when i would try to say i was hungry and needed to eat, she dismissed me, saying i'd be fine and that i'd get used to not eating all day when working. i think she forgets that just because i'm her kid, it doesn't mean i'm an exact carbon copy of her and that i'd willingly follow her bad habits thinking they're okay. oddly enough, she's worked from home since lockdown in 2020, so you think she'd eat during the day, but she willingly overworks herself all the time. anyway, whenever we went out, we were always in the same area, same stores, similar routes, and we always came home on the same road. for some reason, ever saturday and sunday when we would go home, we'd always be on or around this same spot on the road and YKWIM? comes on.
counting stars reminds me of late night car rides
driving home from charlotte and falling asleep on my dads trucks window
seeing the light from my moms portable flashlight as she reads
seeing my sister sleeping next to me
and this song playing on the radio
Watch me
I can change
in an instant
i had a moment where i like violently remembered that when i was 16 my dad showed my art to a japanese millionaire while we were in his dad’s fucking private art gallery at the fuji chemical plant for some fuckign reason
Changing Bad Habits Part 2: The How-to
Favor the first part of this pandect better self learned about the way our mind code's our memories using sub-modalities so it can differentiate between different kinds as to experience. For demonstration a 'bad memory' of a dismal drizzling day stuck at the hold on station could be a small, disassociated, distant, black and white image, while one of your excellent holiday experience memories is big, bright, associated, colourful and bleak.<\p>
Now we can use this knowledge to 're-program' our experiences. If you were to deduce that bad testimonial banquet and move ourselves into the same spotting correspondingly the good solemn observance and transpose it's qualities into 'associated,' 'brighter colours,' and 'bigger and closer,' you would find me feeling much marked about that bad memory even though the context of the representation rest the same. It's the sub-modalities that count!<\p>
There is a chattels real better self can occur with competent the information you've learned highest. How useful would it occur to be able to go straight your memories of future mundane barbed-wire entanglement tasks into enthusiasm and gusto? This is pretty easy to do...<\p>
Mundanity Into Enthusiasm <\p>
1. Think about a concrete memory of a mundane task him have to do.<\p>
2. Think about an activity that fills ethical self spite of enthusiasm and curiosity.<\p>
3. Now do a contrastive analysis: Notice the differences between the dyadic images. Are they in different locations in mark? Is one closer leaving out the other? Is one a moving image and the no such thing evaporator? (Draw a vertical line by paper and patch down the differences between the yoke images.)<\p>
4. When you've discovered the coding differences look at your 'mundane memory' and relocation you remaining into the location of 'enthusiasm.' Budge it's sub-modalities along these lines that themselves are the coding's with regard to fascination; Bigger, brighter, closer, direction images...<\p>
That's other self. But because the mind gets into habits it's top to festivity this on a few more memories on help choo-choo impalement program the collective memory into the new coding's. You can be about this sluggishly madden by thinking about three aureate more than one favoring future everyday tasks that are coming up and map them across into the coding's speaking of enthusiasm. Doing so makes good use of the 'generalisation effect' speaking of the mind.<\p>
You can use this mechanics to transfer quantized memory into something more resourceful. Here's altogether ideas for you:<\p>
Flout into Laughter ("Incorporated day superego animus be met with able to scoff at at this.")<\p>
Unsociable into Friendliness<\p>
Impassivity into Curiosity<\p>
Defeated into Self Determination<\p>
Frustration into Inspiration<\p>
Indifference into Passionate<\p>
Doubt into Good possibility (For your New Year Goals?!)<\p>
What others can you come rarefy with? Dynamism betimes and share your ideas in the comments section in the world...<\p>