something about the way the light used to hit the kitchen floor at 6pm in my grandmother's house. that specific hour when everything felt safe and nothing bad had ever happened yet. i think i've been chasing that exact shade of gold ever since.
something about the way the light used to hit the kitchen floor at 6pm in my grandmother's house. that specific hour when everything felt safe and nothing bad had ever happened yet. i think i've been chasing that exact shade of gold ever since.