Habitual Memories

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Do you mean that it is something like the first cup of coffee in the morning?

Or maybe like the way you forget, and leave the toilet seat down after you peed all over it?

Or, no, (sorry about that) maybe just sort of like an after dinner glass of wine–you know…the one that causes you to snore on the recliner and wander off into bed without even brushing your teeth?

Or maybe like the way I used to spray every room with air freshener, even after it was cleaned, and smelled fresh?

Or could it be like the way one utensil or one glass in the sink would send you into a frenzy?

Maybe it was like a bowl of chocolate ice cream, or hair twirling?

Because, I’ll just say one thing.
I would not mind being any of the above if that were the case.

I mean that.

Even the pee on the toilet seat.

Because, when the words “bad habit” arrived at my ears, all I could think of was that,

Well, there is no way I want to be a cigarette in your memory.

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