the smell of half rubbed in sunscreen, being left to your own devices, fighting with sticks in the woods, mosquito bitten legs, blisters, sunburns, scrapes, polysporin, watershoes
stepping into hot air after the a/c has been too cold, swimming in the lake, the smell of people grilling, I'm going to citibike and have a summer job that feels like a bit of a dream, write so much, roadtrip to a wedding, drink lots of lemonade
i went into jo malone to inquire about this perfume i have been a bit obsessed with (ginger cookie). a girl my age working informed me that it was a limited edition run and they no longer carried it. i was devastated but nevertheless, ended up in conversation with her about how much i liked her shoes and her, my outfit.
“hold on a second,” she went into the back and made me a sample of a leftover stock bottle. i use my little bottle sparingly and think of the kindness often 🫚
and by that i mean the folks who sit through a whole lecture not taking a note. not a single one. not even because theyre distracted by their phones but literally just because theyre tapped in. im not quite there yet but maybe there is something to it
but not like standing. sitting. youll have to dust your bum from the fallen dried leaves from two summers ago but its part of the charm. take a load off, its been a long day.