August 5, 2016
I had a song for you back then, "Dahilan" by Barbie Almalbis, was it. I've grown much too old to remember the specifics or maybe it's normally what happens as we age...we forget, no big deal. What's left are abstract memories, some of them we aren't even sure really happened. A feeling of safety on a foggy night, moths dancing around a dim light bulb, and the smell of rain in the distance. A taxi ride too long and too bumpy, someone holding your hand, and an 80s song on the radio, a train ride, yellow droplets of rain.