dad ran his first marathon in utah today. i think i want to put this whole neighborhood in my chest. we sit at the top of a large rock and look over the city of st. george. i’m giggling like a little girl when i wave down to my mom in the car. the man laying next to us knows i’ll never see this again. we eat frozen custard in the back of our rental pickup. i eat too much.
little memory
private, personal, meaningful
seems like they felt kind of...
- affectionate
