The memories came flooding over me when I cleaned out my Dads house. He had saved all my stuff from the 90s. I thought the photos and sketchbooks where long gone as I have moved around so much, but some were saved.
I could remember the time so long ago just like it had just happened.
Now I have become obsessed of remember EVERYTHING about those intensive years in my life when all happened.
One photo was from my first party in my fist apartment. A girl who sat beside me looks so familiar.
I have found out her name is Ingela and she now lives in Stockholm. I want to know;
-Did we hang out as I remember her so well, if so what did we do?
-Did I try to make out with her and it failed misrable??
I want to know, and I don't care if It sounds strange, I will send a mess on FB and ask.
I went to the library and checked the daily papers from that time in order to rembember more. That failed thou, was just boring old newspaper.
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