the smell of dance class, gymnastics, after school activities that required paraphernalia, an extra bag. the smell of a leotard, of acrylic, of something false. a very small seed of an aspiration that would not germinate. the smell of equipment – plastic and other materials and something professional, athletic, something i wasn’t but tried to be. synthetic. all so synthetic.
One thought on “the small things i remember. perhaps volume one.”
Oh my goodness. This is a memory shared by so many little girls.
On one hand I hate that I’m seeing this a month late, but on the other hand, today is really the day I needed to see it.