Somtimes memories aere all we have.  Summeritime.  Winter.  Th perfection ogf our youth.  BAck then we didn't know...now we noall the while wanting to dissolve into love.  As people we have been places and done things.  We have excvelled or failed, worked or worried, loved or been hurt.  ut that is living.  Some people say that the pain lets us know we are truly alive.  I must really be livin then because from here I get a lot of pain.  Imagine on day you decide to go out for dinner.  Yopu go out for dinner every night and you have favorite places you visit.  At eaxch favorite place you hacve a fewm meals you chooose from...steak nand potatoes, a burger, am cup of soup.  You aree comfortale with these meals without a second thought.  But for evey place you visit there is a special meal that, while you want it, you never order but you dream of it.  You read the description sweet caserole...thick milk shake, filling meal but you nevr order it.  You worry.  You don't want to order it only to find out it isn't as good as you think.  BBBBBBBBSo you dream.  But one day your interet is peak.  That special meal stands out on the page and you decide today is the dayu i will try it.  Your a little nervous the order hoping it will be good but concerned that it won't be.  You are gfeasrful as the waitress rings over your meal.  she sets it on the table before you steam rising from the plate and the luxurious smell of the most amazing spices hit your nose.