It’s been emotion heavy lately. I keep wondering when I’ll outgrow nostalgia, but it isn’t happening. My nostalgia just gets closer to the present as I move, so it moves with me.
The sweatpants I’m wearing, and have been wearing for years, are stained with paint from painting the dorm of someone I don’t talk to anymore. Loaned them to people. Wore them. A lot of understated memories.
Sometimes I think about keeping a timeline or calendar on here just to keep things straight. To always have a...
Published on October 07, 2017 12:53