august 26th: it was just like love, actually

bellyful: toast, tea, & blackberries
sounds: lunchtime laughter

we flew through the night, peeling time’s layers back to reveal the sun, rising, on top of the dissipating clouds over London. family reunions, canal walks, jet-lag laughter, aunties houses for teatime, baths with bubbles.

after fizzy lemonade, i napped on my auntie mandy's shoulder in the garden of the fox pub in west london in the unusual afternoon sun, foreshadowing the many hours of pleasant napping, sunlight, & lemons i would be enjoying in the near future.