Jessica Pressler titled her musings on the ways that memories of an ex-boyfriend/-girlfriend return in strange unexpected moments "Remembrance Of Flings Past," but I like my title better.
Come to think of it, I think I like "In the Boring-Ass Bits Of Your Daily Life" better as a translation of "A la recherche de la temps perdu" too. It certainly captures what Proust meant.
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