Why do certain things I do remind me of old stories like everytime I take a bite of a crusted piece of bread I think of a lady I used to work with named Lynn she said that she can only eat bread after its been warmed. Or when I'm driving down the road and realize I hadn't put my seatbelt on, I reach for my seatbelt, I'm reminded of a story a friend at work told me in Santa Barbara he drove a little parking enforcement truck and always thought the people were waving to him, but he realized later that instead of their hands coming up to wave, they were coming up to grab their seatbelt on because they thought that they were going to get a ticket if he saw them.