I hold on to memories and tiny details of things that happened at the places I visited or why I went and how it made me feel. As I add more memories to my life, the older ones are getting heavy and will ultimately erase or loose their tiny details. To unburden my mind and to pay respect to it for holding onto these so safely over the years I am jotting these memories down as they happened. 

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TL;DR - I am basically an old lady boring you with stories of the time I went and did something. Read if you must!