Obviously I have nothing else better to do right now...

So I've been having these intense waves of nostalgia lately, from the oddest things.

I made oatmeal yesterday morning, on the stove, and remembered watching my mom make me oatmeal when I was really little, and then me putting butter on it and eating the little crust that forms on the top first.

I was in the bathroom today, drying my hands, and looking out the window, and it was flurrying. I honestly can't even remember what it reminded me of, but it was something that, for a few seconds, was so vivid, I didn't feel like I was standing where I was.

I kind of like it, it makes me remember small snippets of my life that I've seemingly forgot about.