monday- almost tuesday
04/12/2005 03:55 a.m.
walking into my room just now, the smell reminds me of my aunt's in saipan. like food and old asian grocery stores, with soba in the corners and chinese letters layered with dust you can only see when your elbow accidentally brushes across it while reaching for something entirely different. that smell of the first time i ever had twenty dollars and my cousins and my uncles with brown skin and funny accents and sugar cane and kabob stands and looking for birthday presents for my mom with a dollar in my pocket, christmas caroling in ridiculous white dresses in 97 degree nights.

- smells are the largest sense tied to memory-
I am currently Nostalgic