The purity and comforts of my childhood, an innocence and love for the beauty in the ordinary. The smell of lavender and a cup of  'you & me' as my grandar would call tea. The people, places, experiences which taught me love, belonging and being present.

“July 6th, the smell of lavender and the heat of summer. I lie down on the grass staring up at the ever-changing clouds above, seeing what shapes I can make out. Time passes but I seize to notice that it exists, all I can hear is the soft chirping of the birds coming and going from my consciousness. My thoughts wander to the universe, to the probabilities of human life, to the unique nature of this very moment being so perfect. What are the chances that you and I both exist in this lifetime, are we destined to be together?”