My muscles hurt.
They really hurt.
Maybe I exercised too hard yesterday.
Or maybe it was the date (LiVE) .
But my neck doesn’t hurt any more, so this must be the result of my exercise.
I’ve just got to feel it.
Yeah.
Now then.
It was so nice out today!
As soon as I got up, I ran the washing machine.
I changed my fabric softener, and was surprised by the unfamiliar scent.
When I get a whiff of scent from my laundry, I’m struck with the sense of following my own scent like a dog chasing his own tail.
Scent is such a strange thing.
Just a certain scent can call up a memory.
It’s like music, that way.
Maybe that’s why I love scents.
Photos are the same way.
In one second they let you remember the memory of that time, and the taste of that food.
That’s why I love them.
Photos make me feel like I’ve been able to lock up a memory.
I feel like I’ve gotten hold of the past.
Of course I know that time keeps on ticking, despite it all, but it gives you the ability to use magic, to be a dreamer and time travel whenever you want, to lose yourself in a memory.
Abracadabra!
Well, I’m off to dye my eyebrows for tomorrow.
Abracadabra!
Be Happy.
Today’s another great day.
BYE-CHIっ.
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