This is not a form. This is a room where memories rest and resurface. Write as if you are whispering to your future self, or telling a secret to a stranger who might understand. Today, I am thinking of… a scent, a person, a moment, a texture, a color A memory I laughed at recently: messy, blurry, sweet — doesn’t have to be perfect Something I would like to keep: maybe a feeling, maybe a bowl, maybe a silence One thing I’d tell someone I love (if they could hear me): gentle, brave, or unspoken
Leave a Trace on “We cry and laugh together”
| We should meet up! Tell me how | What scent or sound makes you feel instantly safe? | What object in your home holds the most memory? | What’s the ugliest funniest photo of yourself that you secretly love? | If your memory lived in a box, what would you label it? | What’s a tradition your family invented, even if it’s weird? |
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| Jun 12, 11:49 AM ill say hi to uuuuu | The sound of a fan spinning slowly in the afternoon. It reminds me of naps on my grandmother’s floor. | A cracked glass bowl we never threw away. It’s been in every kitchen I’ve ever known. | i do not havee | “Soft things I forgot I needed.” | Clapping after finishing dinner, even if it was just instant noodles. |