That wonderful strange thing called Olfactory memory
Just remembering fun times I’ve had just driving with my friends to no particular destination.
The common and the regular are easily forgotten, overlooked, erased.
The final part of the trilogy submitted for English Writing 2015 - A trilogy I titled "Him"
you are my sunshine, and god i could sing you that song over and over until my throat collapses and all that escapes is a whisper of "i love you"
That wonderful strange thing called Olfactory memory
Just remembering fun times I’ve had just driving with my friends to no particular destination.
The common and the regular are easily forgotten, overlooked, erased.
The final part of the trilogy submitted for English Writing 2015 - A trilogy I titled "Him"
you are my sunshine, and god i could sing you that song over and over until my throat collapses and all that escapes is a whisper of "i love you"