|Chocolate chip cookies...warm & still melting from the oven|
pfft. breakfast AND dessert at the same time? destiny.
Those candied orange slices that no one else seems to like but me. But only on road trips...and only when purchased en route at a truck stop/gas station.
That moment in a concert when the music swells up and over you like a tidal wave, the the audience roars its approval.
winding unraveled cassette tapes with a No. 2 pencil
music + book + beach.
THIS is my heaven.
The way the world just sort of topples upside down in that instant when your feet go up over your head and you're sure that you're going to either fall or fly...
|The soft, worn-down nap of a cotton picnic blanket under your fingers while the sun warms the top of your head...|
And if you know anything about me, you know why.