sounds like: Biz Markie on Celebrity Ghost Stories, the leaves on the street rustling in the wind, Poolside, and Koop. Oh, and stores are starting to play Christmas music. I have mixed feelings about this.
tastes like: Vietnamese drip coffee with condensed milk and pho for breakfast with my sister, spicy papaya salad while I organized the books, fresh mangoes, and more coffee while I was being interviewed by that man for that thing.
feels like: It's the weekend; yesssss no alarm clocks. Damn it's cold; I should buy more leggings.
smells like: vanilla candles and wool sweaters.
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