This morning I was spreading mayonnaise onto a sandwich and I was suddenly 19 again, working as a cart girl at the nearby golf course. At the beginning of each shift, I prepared big batches of chicken salad and tuna salad for the snack bar and I guess the smell of the salads’ mayo has stuck with me for 15 years. As I sunk into the memory, I remembered that time period of slipping mix CDs into my car stereo, belting along to early 00s bops; I remembered meeting friends at Jimmie Cone, my hometown soft serve ice cream spot, laughing hard and licking up rainbow sprinkles; I remembered the river by my college, tanning my legs and avoiding writing that essay.
Why I Know My Perfumes are Potions
Why I Know My Perfumes are Potions
Why I Know My Perfumes are Potions
This morning I was spreading mayonnaise onto a sandwich and I was suddenly 19 again, working as a cart girl at the nearby golf course. At the beginning of each shift, I prepared big batches of chicken salad and tuna salad for the snack bar and I guess the smell of the salads’ mayo has stuck with me for 15 years. As I sunk into the memory, I remembered that time period of slipping mix CDs into my car stereo, belting along to early 00s bops; I remembered meeting friends at Jimmie Cone, my hometown soft serve ice cream spot, laughing hard and licking up rainbow sprinkles; I remembered the river by my college, tanning my legs and avoiding writing that essay.