Perpetually Making Things Weird

Occasionally, I am reminded of the time when I kissed someone who I was really into for the first time and we got caught by a mutual friend. I do not know why this memory pops up every now and then. I am not nostalgic for it, but I do not regret that it happened either. This person and I are well past those feelings, and when we do interact, I like to think that the vibes are relatively normal. However, when this memory pops into my head and says, "Remember when this happened?" I become embarrassed to the point that my face flushes red and I am moved to scream into a pillow. Maybe I am embarrassed because I got real handsy real fast. And perhaps what I am nostalgic for is the consequent rush that is felt after a first kiss. Either way, does this mean that my mourning process has reached its end? Let us do the math: 5.5 years / 41 days later = DTF *insert smiling emoji with sunglasses here*