
Something about the air outside smelt so familiar. It was like a million memories flying all over the place and my brain is trying to figure out what it is. Rain, muddy grass, running, pool, drenched, leather jacket, pine cone trees, chips and salsa, laughter, friends, highschool..

Then everything finally came into focus. PALMVALLEY. the exact same musky smell everytime it rains. whoa.

rainy days are ♥