recently i've been hit with a lot of nostalgia. each memory feeds in to someone to something else. connected by a smile. or a tear. each feeding in to each other. a continuing film of a time that's collecting dust on the shelf...
the smell of camp as i go to sleep
the warm, wet air of many summer nights
"i want you to want me" invoking memories of music videos. trampolines. cara. jew boys. 99 red balloons.
today the canvas came out which is IU's creative arts magazine. memories of SLPHS fill me.
the "secret" meetings for the mandala at aimee and erika'a house. picking up marie. steve.
aly. mac. carly. kidnapping aly early on her birthday and taking her to breakfast.
hml. driving. stalking.
october birthdays.
crushes.
perkins. football games. chirs gunlock. jesse and jon.
alison. wallpaper of pictures.
theatre. ms. butzen. choir. mandy.
a.f.d.a. ha.
day one. anne. sue. jeff sunquist. ian. brynn.
prom. tim. new york.
prom. david. new boyfriends- matt and "dave".
trays courtesy of diane
summer morgan
and it all wraps up in a mental photo album.
connected by memories
of a time that passed too quickly
of a time that was taken for granted until it was already gone.

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I love you, hon! Call me soon :-)
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