Day 094

Everything Reminds Me of Her.

June 18 2024. Tuesday. SF.


We didn't have furniture for a while. It was okay.

I loved the guitar that sat in your little apartment next to your little coffee table.It was charming.

And this songs sings that "everything reminds me of her."

And on this drive where the song loops forever, I think:

Everything now reminds me of you:

How we sang for hours on together last year.

And on this drive this memory loops forever, I think:

How apt is the song:

"everything reminds me of her"

"everything reminds me of her"

"everything reminds me of her"


p.s. the song playing is called Everything Reminds Me of Her by Elliott Smith.

The above are NOT the lyrics.