Memories are precious things.
Or downright awful.
It's only those two extremes you ever remember anyways, "moderate" memories are straightaway forgotten most of the time; thus stop to exist as memories at all.
I like memories pertaining friends and family.
Whether it be a vacation somewhere exploring the world, an outing, a "dish-party" like my Egyptian gang used to hold, birthday parties, new year's eves, random nice evenings just playing some game or holding some sort of discussion, and even online I have plenty of memories I cherish dearly. It'd be unfair to just choose one out of a million. Just like I can't pick just one bad memory. I have plenty of both.
I think back very fondly of hugs. And other intimacies, but hugs especially.
They make me feel warm at the mere thought.
A hug a day keeps depressions away? It helps, at any rate~
You know what's funny?
If you ask a person what their favourite colour is, they'll usually have a straight-away answer.
Favourite song? Sure, this or that.
With me, it depends on so many things.
It depends on my mood. It depends on the situation. And it (unfortunately) depends on my abominably bad memory.