I think sometimes I hold onto nostalgia too tightly. I get lost in times of blissful memories when fireflies lit the whole Earth, and the smell of campfire lingers on your clothing. I often wish I could go back to those summers and just be present. Not reliving, just observing, taking in everything I missed the first time. But then someday long from now, I’ll be lost deep in thought. Trying to recall all the details and wishing for the very moments I’m currently living. _MG_0434.jpg

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