Memories are thought to be stored in fatty tissue in the brain. It this is true then people with big lard butts should have lots to remember and spectacular dreams. They probably have so much going on in their heads all they can do is eat and watch.

My memory feeds imagination that it's a poor sort of memory that only works backward and tells me the tales that to me were so dear, long, long ago, long, long ago. :-)
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I'm not too sure what you really mean but could it be the song by Dean Martin?

Sweet, sweet the mem'ries you gave to me,
You can't beat the mem'ries you gave to me.
Take one fresh and tender kiss,
Add one stolen night of bliss;
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I'm not too sure what you really mean but could it be the song by Dean Martin?

Sweet, sweet the mem'ries you gave to me,
You can't beat the mem'ries you gave to me.
Take one fresh and tender kiss,
Add one stolen night of bliss;
One girl, one boy, some grief, some joy -
Mem - o - ries are made of this.

Don't forget a small moonbeam;
Fold in lightly with a dream.
Your lips and mine, two sips of wine -
Mem - o - ries are made of this.

Then add the wedding bells, one house where lovers dwell,
Three little kids for the fla - vor;
Stir carefully through the days - see how the flavor stays?
These are the dreams you will sa - vor.
With His blessings from above,
Serve it generously with love;
One man, one wife, one love through life -
Mem - o - ries are made of this,