for some reason i miss walking through the tangle of overgrown grass and electric wires that run behind nano's lawn, behind where the swings are, coming back from the csd with my hands sticky from ice cream, with a warm yellow summersmell and the frustrating dry heat, running up to the creaky white kitchen door and hearing it slam behind me and going through the kitchen with its foodsmells into the cool airconditioned comfort of the lounge, being aware of very little except the heat under my skin, the relief of the cool, the presence of people who love me and the anticipation of my next meal. i dont understand why its always nanos house my mind goes back to, i have so many other happy places, but i keep going back to it.
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