Nostalgia and such like stuff.

The sound of a Piano and the smell of freshly baked cake always reminds me of my two sisters.

Just like legos always reminds me of my brothers.

So many pictures smells and sounds that remind me of good things, like the sound of light chatter; hearing my parents finally winding down and talking when I was supposed to sleep way back when.

I feel so blessed and safe everytime I think about these things.. the small things.

If I could see me

I thought what if I could see myself.

See myself now.

See myself now through the eyes of the ten year old me.

would I be proud?

What would i feel? Would i just stand there.

All the things i've done. All the things I said I never would.....

Is it for the better or opposite?


I would want me to be proud.