The memory for me to bottle and relive whenever i pleased would be the memory of me and my grandmother sitting at her house and talking about life in present and past. If I could bottle this memory I would open this bottle once every two weeks. I would only use it once every two weeks to not waste this memoery. When I shall uncorke this memory I shall take a deep breath and remeber this is the past and not the present. For I shall open the bottle and remember nothing gold can stay. The moment the memory is started I will live it and be thankful for having this memory made.