She's back in a flashback

Mum's Back.. From her envying (I have to say it!) trip. After two and a half weeks of dissonance without her , I realized that everything around the house wouldn't be the same without her loud annoying yet yearning voice (You know , I love u).

So anyway, she's back. I jumped my ass off out of the couch and went downstairs to give her usual teddy hug. She looked tired (I bet from the Sahara adventure) but she looked very happy and satisfied with her Trip too.

Syaz : So how was the trip Mum ? Was it fun ? Tell me all the details!
Mom : Italy & Dubai were a complete diffrent world. I had a really great time (and so, she continued her stories)
Syaz : Did you buy me something nice Mum ? Where's my Goody ! I want My Goody !(the usual habbit of mine)
Mom : I'm tired, Why don't we open it later. Okay ?
Syaz : (gone)

I went down to open up my Mum's luggage to find me some goodies. I messed all the things in that suitcase. I don't know why , everytime she travels she always buys weird stuff. Like went she went to Paris, Germany and Amsterdam she bought this full packs of diffrent condoms ! The Neons, fury ones, the weird flavoured ones. I cracked myself out went she told be that she bought all of those stuff. And when I asked her once, She simply said "Oh well, I kinda collect them you know". I know she doesn't collect them. But hell she's weird (But you know I LOVE YOU Mum)

I was so curious 'what is she gonna bring this time' I thought. That's funny.. I don't find anything weird this time. I found cool mask from Venice, the coolest glass mirror necklace, and stuff that are normally people would buy. Hmmmm, there should be 1 weird stuff at least... But this time I didn't find it.
But I did find a very cool CD. The cover was green and they put a huge 1963 on it. So I decided to put the CD into my player. The first track was by Bob Dylan - Girl From the North Country. The song give me the crumbly feeling of Bob Dylan. I adore him.
The song was like "If you go when the snowflakes storm, When the rivers freeze and summer ends, Please see she has a coat so warm, To keep her from the howlin' winds..."
I sat down on my favorite green couch and my imaginary runs wild. Suddenly I imagine myself in the summer surrounded with Oaks. And I thought about all the stuff in 1963. Once again my imaginary runs wild, President J.F Kennedy is assasinated, RCA Introduces the pocket TV, Kenya gains independence from Britain, Martin Luther King gives his "I have a Dream..." Speech. It's amazing how one song can enter a whole dimension of a mind.

I asked her about the CD and she said "It's the year I was born. I want some flashbacks, some records and taste when I was born"
She said they didn't have the 1991's. The Year stops at 1989, it's my sis' brith year. So she bought her one too.

I kept playing Bob Dylan's song.1963. There something special about this year. 1963.