Ivy Blackwit. The Taste Of Childhood (№ 193227)

Some of my days are filled with smells and memories. Little flashes of memories, happy moments, smiles are woven together and swirling in my head, like in the video. I don't understand why certain moments in our lives so well laid in memory, remaining there for a long time, periodically surfacing images, and others briefly run through our brains and never remain there forever. The stars are always there. We just don't always see them.