somehow i would like to capture photos of the memories i have bottled in my head...
just as i was headed to sleepy time tonight i was flooded with memories of my childhood. my toes curled through our old crocheted blanket, the smell of my mom's noxema, the sand in between the sheets on the bunk beds in our cousin's house... my sister.
above all my sister.
how do you recreate one of those, made entirely out of photos.
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