A moment of mellodramatic-ness

i sit alone in my messed up room,all alone and listening to the tunes of matchbox 20 on youtube flowing.as mellodramatic as it may sound,it reminises me of a past memory inside seletar camp with my depressed friend,caleb.
It's nice how humans have the faculty of memory,and how they can use to recall experiences,be it good or bad,it replays the scences and roles in life you have had once taken before,and makes you relive it again.(okay,that's if you are feeling emo)More so,it replays in a third person view,i wont elaborate further.