Last Thursday I came in to work to find a small bag of candy on my desk, carefully prepared by a coworker for all the members of our group. I've been nibbling on it ever since, and today I happened to read the writing printed on the pretty, pink-striped bag:
Life was beautiful then. I remember the time. I knew what happiness was. Let the memory live again.
The giver insists she never read the bags, but I think it's some kind of cry for help.
UPDATE: Curious about how these specific words ended up on the bag, I googled them and determined that they are the lyrics to "Memory" from Cats. Specifically, they seem to be from the version sung by Barry Manilow. Clearly, this is worse than I thought.