My turn?
I get the goosebumps everytime I smell geraniums. That weird, earthy, lingering smell... and there's a bush that my gran had in her garden, with tiny white flowers everywhere that smelled of lemon and orange and sunshine. I remember the happiest days picking peas and gooseberries (eating as many as I put in the basket) and smelling that smell, and it still makes me smile to remember it.
things you didn't know about me:
1) I'm really not as smart as I make out. Not in the ways that matter anyway.
2) I emailed you.
3) I like Madonna.
I hope you're good, and this summer is treating you well and everything. I really miss reading your journal too; your words always seem to throw light onto some little dark corner of my world, if that doesn't sound too weird.
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and the biggest hug.

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