la merde romantique

The other day while I was chatting with a friend.
She asked why I could still think of going to "the" store.
I never thought of this before.
My guess: it was just a habit of mine and I had a long sweet memory there.
It made feel a little warm and fuzzy.. but then if I thought of it too long, it ended with a slap in the face!

Tonite, on the ride home from a concert, I was accompanied by Ayelet.
In the concert, she sang this beautiful song in Hebrew about somebody who supposed to buy a horse, but ended up buying melodies.
Anyway, I told her she made me think about a certain lady in the past.
If we were still in good terms, I would invite her over to the concert.
Surely she would enjoy it.

Sometimes the way I think or behave is not making any sense to others.
But crap! I have no explanation to the conduct.
I only do it by heart~