Parking near a bush of jasmine flowers on a hot day in June. Meyer lemons sweet enough to cut into smiles like oranges. Like coming back from a tropical vacation- wishing you were still there. Longingly scrolling through your photos — 11 days ago
Sour and crisp and light like flipping through a flipbook at a souvenir shop — a year ago
Salt and vinegar chips, freshly opened on a hot day
The bravery that comes with carrying a brand new iPhone without a case to cover it.
— 3 months ago
Taste like how I imagined red wine would taste like when you’d see adults drink at dinner parties. Saying “yes please” when offered a glass, feeling silly and the warmth of the wine and the radiator taking off your sweater so you are just down to a sheer tshirt. Reminds me of walking around school during the off hours, red velvet curtains in the auditorium, iron dumbbells, unused in the locker room. — a year ago
fresh cut white Daisies, light eyelet sweaters and raw denim hems. Rays of sunshine that you only feel when you sit completely still. — 8 months ago
The smooth side of Velcro, the crunch of a Granny Smith Apple. Cold sand on a beach in early spring. — 8 months ago