So here’s one of my happy memories, please join in with your own.
When I was in high school, I hung out with punks, metalheads, and goth kids. A grade or two above me was a guy who hung out with the art/music/drama kids (known as the trench coat brigade). He wore one fingerless glove on one hand, and I wore one on the other hand. We didn’t really know each other or have any classes together, but there was a running joke that I was his evil twin or vice-versa, but nobody knew which.
After school, when I first got out on my own, I had a library book about eastern philosophies - Taoism, Confucianism, and Hinduism, I think. I went out to the park to sit and read my philosophy book and had a chance encounter with my ‘twin’ from high school. We talked a bit about philosophy and life.
He suggested that I get a deck of Tarot cards, and if I was ever in a desperate state, I could set up in a restaurant or coffee shop and give readings in exchange for food and that I’d never go hungry if I could do that.
It might sound silly in retrospect, but it was a really happy moment for me. This guy who I looked up to, but didn’t really know, sat in the park and talked with me about philosophy and life for a long time. I never saw him again. But sitting there in the park, we talked long and deep about all kinds of things and that day was magical. I don’t remember the details of what we said, but I remember the feeling.
What are some of your happy memories?