A sweet dark memory.

It is a small experiment in creativity, you choose a word, search a free resource site for the image or photograph that results in a list, and then write a short narrative about it.

The word chosen was: Brown

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Memory is an area that is intriguing to me.

It has its own rules and sometimes these rules are inexplicable to me.

Has it ever happened to you that at times you are trapped by an evocation of the past and you cannot later reason what or what was the trigger for that memory in your present moment?

It has happened to me often, but luckily it is not what always happens, if it happened too often I would have to live continuously dumbfounded.

Memory is an area that is intriguing to me.

It has its own rules and sometimes these rules are inexplicable to me.

Has it ever happened to you that at times you are trapped by an evocation of the past and you cannot later reason what or what was the trigger for that memory in your present moment?

It has happened to me often, but luckily it is not what always happens, if it happened too often I would have to live continuously dumbfounded.

  • You were blank. - My partner tells me.

I get moving again and continue mixing the melted sweet milk chocolate in the bowl. It's for a topping for a cupcake, it's one of the things I want to do to treat ourselves.

  • The layer does not have to be very thick. - My partner is not concerned that the amount I melted is small and rather tries to help me clear up the concern about this detail.

Having everything ready, I put the dessert in the fridge for a few minutes. I have found in my experience that the cold not only helps in the texture and firmness of the cake and its coating, but that I feel the sweet flavors more when I chill them beforehand.

Having everything ready, he took it to the table and cut it into pieces to start eating, it is the last that I have left of chocolate at home. I can't go out for a while and I wanted to have some kind of celebration to lift my spirits.

  • Savor and enjoy, do not rush and delight the palate well. - my partner reminds me.

All this pleases me, but, if I should point out something that bothers me, it is the continuous interruption of my thoughts by the phrases that I have heard from early on, it is that I live alone and I have not had visitors in several days ...



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