Lilacs are a sweet memory of my childhood. We had a lilac tree beside a large boulder in our garden. Children used it as a meeting point and as a starting point for countless games. Interestingly, while the lilacs bloom in a few weeks each year, when I think of this place in my imagination only see the bush in bloom. But so are the memories, right? Store the sweet (or whatever it is horrible) and forget what is prosaic. The connections in the neurons are stronger and memories are recorded when they have a significant emotional depth.
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