The snap of my jeans as I fold my laundry reminds me of you. Now I discover that I have one channel without cable. Turns out it's CTV. Oprah is on. I hear it playing in the background, and without watching, this too, reminds me of you. Not only does smell remind us of our past and certain memories, but so does sound. I guess that's why some music has become tainted in our lives. As a child these things were comforting; I'm now 24, doing the same things as you and I am completely content in this moment.
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Thursday, March 25, 2010
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