Saturday, August 16, 2014

Nostalgia, Part II.

Oh sweet nostalgia.

Nostalgia for
late nights
watching Catfish last summer.

Nostalgia for
running on Slate Canyon Drive
with Katilin
when I was training
for my half-marathon.

Going to weddings
makes me nostalgic
for James & Tash's wedding
because it was perfect.

I got on the 830 bus this week,
and even the smell
made me nostalgic.

I love nostalgia,
because it reminds me
that I have a nice life,
even if I don't notice it
until after the fact.

I love nostalgia
because it reminds me
that my heart is big enough
that anything
can become dear to me--
even the smell of a bus.

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