I was a little offended by what Mel said, so i asked him to give me an example of when i was acting impulsively. He mentioned "You remember the time we went to that abandoned reservior?" Suddenly, memories of the reservior started coming in even though i was dreaming. It felt so real, I've never actually dreamt up of a memory before that felt like a real thing, the group of people on skateboards skating on the huge pipes, locked doors, etc. All these never actually happened in real life of course, but damn. Those memories were creepy as fuck.
Basically instead of skating like the other "cool rebels" were doing, me and mel decided to explore the reservior, there was an abandoned office-esque building next to it, and somehow we managed to find an unlocked door at their basement carpark or something. (It had a slope). Inside, the place was dark and musty, and we faced our next locked door soonafter without finding much "treasures" except for dust and dirty pieces of metal on the floor. One of us in my "memory" kicked the door down or something and we took a few stairs upwards, not really finding anything of interest. Eventually we reached a deadend, the "stairs" led us to a tiny corridoor with a room and at the bottom suddenly we could hear someone opening the door towards the stairs accompanied by the sound of adults muttering. It didn't seem like it was the police, or any of the skater kids that snuck in a little after us. It almost felt like whoever was a few levels below us at the staircase either works or resides here in this abandoned building next to the reservior.
Cant wait for my next getaway at taiwan with her and the family!
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