Thought Catalog

Memories

On The Nature Of Little Gestures

Sometimes I think of small gestures. If our lives fit into an infinite web of small gestures, memories and past experiences, isn’t there a chance that we just might find bits of ourselves in someone else?

An Ode To High School

girl with books

You can’t help but smile at the memories you made in those four years. Four years that felt more like 10 years. Crazy how four years now feels like four months.