one time a few years ago around christmas (i was probs like 13) there was a big power outage
so it was freezing
and i just remember sleeping next to the fire that night with my mom
i think my sister and dad just went back to their own beds but my mom and i stayed in the living room by a roaring fire with the wind howling outside and snow falling
and when you looked out the window it was pitch black
a short story before i go to bed
I remember one time when I was little and was at my friend’s birthday party
everyone laughed at me
because i had wrapped her gift in christmas wrapping paper
we didn’t have birthday wrapping paper at my house ever
for some reason this memory has its place in my mind as being an early experience of feeling inadequate and sad
and then consequentially angry at everyone for laughing at me
i have so many of these types of brief memories/stories with the exact same feelings, especially from my childhood
just little silly, but significant, experiences like this
one time
lol i was with www.mrl98.tumblr.com and www.alexandrainwonderland.tumblr.com
we were up at pawtuckaway lake in nh during the summer
and then alexandrainwonderland lost her clear jelly shoe
in the water
and it was kinda fucking hilarious (well now it is when i think about it)
cuz we searched for a clear shoe in water for like an hour
it’s strange
how a smell or scent can trigger so many memories
like just now i used some tea tree oil
and the scent of it brought me back to so many things from this past summer
poison oak face, spanish project film, spanish class in general, missing 4 days of school right before the last day, that boy that gave up, fiesta, june, tumbling about all of the above, avoiding summer reading, text conversations, rainy nights in the first week of vacation, going to bed very late, i could go on forever
but right now smelling that sharp minty garden aroma is like looking through a scrapbook
it’s so strange to me how strong that sense is in relation to memory sometimes
