Technicolor cravings

I would like to eat some banana nut bread. Yes, as simple as that, I can even feel it in my mouth. Some days, I crave for a pumpernickel bagel and cream cheese, but right now a slice of banana nut bread will do, thank you very much.

Isn't it amazing how vivid the memories of the human mind can be? Whatever causes this craving for a specific object from the past? I'd really like to find out.

Sometimes there's this tune that I can't get out of my head - MP3s were a god send. Once upon a time when I had a large hard disk, and P2P roamed free, I could almost always satisfy this craving anytime I was near my PC. Unfortunately, P2P has been shot dead (the herds don't roam wild anymore at any rate), and I don't have a big enough hard disk, or my taste in music has widened (I suspect the latter) - it's been pretty rare of late to satisfy this auditory lust :-(

Ah, denied auditory orgasms...

It's lovely to be haunted by familiar faces, lingering aromas, enchanting surroundings and fond memories.

To draw a physical analogy, it's almost as if the biological system periodically cleans out the archives. Taking out one cherished memory at a time, and playing it on the senses. Maybe it's a way for the body to rearchive the cherished moments; and maybe that's why you feel so good when you reenact the exact same experience physically. Perhaps, it's your body's way of rewarding you for helping it protect the memory.

*sigh* I'll settle for pumpernickel bagels...