but my professor told me to stop and look. It used to make me sad that I can’t bottle up smells, but that doesn’t make me sad anymore. Probably because I still get a waft every so often. I found paint and other things like that to be good for past tenses.
The lines have a lot of me in them. I don’t have a good memory but I do remember those wood and wicker kitchen chairs. Or the hanging lights that painted a monster on my ceiling. The painting sang to the rhythm of my father’s footsteps. I dreamt about it all. I remember this one pair of pajamas, too, and the boredom. I was going to paint my pasts in between the stripes
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It’s all very romantic. The pink and white stripes are three layers deep and the lines have a lot of me in them.
