The heatwave humming in the house of cards

do you ever have those moments where the smallest thing makes you have a flashback to something so specific you can smell it?



this song makes me think of looking out my old apartment's bay window, after the rain, killing time before the sun went down and i went to bed. that summer was hot. that summer every day was the same; i worked the same hours, ate all my vegetables and independence was gained. on the surface it was easy.
emotionally i was a mess.