I sprayed my pillow with febreze so that it would smell like twenty nineteen. I burried my face in pillow, now slightly damp with febreze and breathed in, the chemicals that unlocked forgotten sensations and emotions.
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An ode to all the night streets I walked on, An ode to all the dim sodium lights that painted our faces bright orange like a freshly cut slice of tangerine. An ode to the smell of old air conditioning in the library, the smell of rain and the crispness of the early spring wind I felt three years ago.
An ode...... to all the unreachable dimensions of spacetime that slipped through me.....
An ode to the universe, half an ode to reality, and the other half to humanity, who impressed and disappointed me from time to time.
