Notes On Arts, Media And Ordinary Life
this morning I woke up with a sweet smell of something really familiar...yes, it was my mom's homemade strawberry jam! believe me, that smell took me to every single days of my childhood... made me happy, made me cry, I will miss this smell, and I don't want to... I don't want to lose it... sorry... but it really hurts...
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