Day 230

Confession: I’m breaking a rule here by completely changing this confession the day after posting.

There’s something bittersweetly nostalgic about this time of year—the time outside, the heat, the open windows. This photo didn’t fit what I originally said, because I didn’t want to find the words for the original feeling.

This photo makes me think of my childhood home. My mom. My sibling. Those nights where for a moment everything felt so normal as we ran around the yard squealing, chucking an inflatable ball at each other in a game of tag.

It didn’t always last long, but it’s lasted in my mind. It makes me angry.

Sound of the day: ear – Water and Power https://youtu.be/LxtWQWR9xKA?si=mxQAjMdUwfmhfka8