This time last year I was in Melbourne.
Right now, I'm drinking some tea and I have turned on my vanilla scented diffuser (the same one I had in my apartment in Melbourne). I'm also listening to the songs from my Summer 2012 playlist. It feels like I'm travelling back in time. Is this how it feels to do drugs?
Earlier this evening, I kept oo-ing and ahh-ing at the sky and the moon. I was told by a family member to be quiet or go be weird somewhere else.
