I remember this memory because it happened countless times. And even if you insist an answer, I still can’t answer. My brain completely lost count.
My family brought me to restaurants. Many restaurants. I liked spicy things back then…And I had no trouble eating it. It’s just that when I get tired or bored, I start rubbing my eyes. And…that’s normally when I would be calling for my mom. She would always get up from the table and start fussing over my eyes that were burning. She took me to the bathroom and told me to try to keep my eyes open as she splashed water into my eyes.
Even though it doesn’t happen anymore, and I don’t remember what it felt like, I still can never forget it. Blame it on how stupid I am for letting this happen so many times…