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In the same way that songs bring people to a person, a place, a moment, frozen in time, tastes do the same for me.
Arizona Peach Iced Tea tastes like the summer of 2008.
Fun dip tastes like Blue Lake.
Diet Mountain Dew tastes like a bad kiss.
Cranberry juice tastes rearranging my dorm room.
Vanilla Lattes taste of Alex, Baja Blast of Colleen, Club Crackers of J's living room.
Hummus tastes distinctly of Dearborn.
Del Taco tastes like PJ's car, while Taco Bell tastes like home.
I will never have all the people in my life who have ever been important to me. I will likely never revisit every place that has had meaning. I certainly can not go back to single moments in time.
But what's killing me right now, in this time where the doctor's list of things I can't eat (dairy, caffeine, gluten, high in fat, high in sugar, sugar substitutes, raw vegetables, most fruit, red meat, etc.) is longer than the things I can eat, is that I can't even consume the things that I use to bring me back to those people, those places, those moments that I so crave.
Arizona Peach Iced Tea tastes like the summer of 2008.
Fun dip tastes like Blue Lake.
Diet Mountain Dew tastes like a bad kiss.
Cranberry juice tastes rearranging my dorm room.
Vanilla Lattes taste of Alex, Baja Blast of Colleen, Club Crackers of J's living room.
Hummus tastes distinctly of Dearborn.
Del Taco tastes like PJ's car, while Taco Bell tastes like home.
I will never have all the people in my life who have ever been important to me. I will likely never revisit every place that has had meaning. I certainly can not go back to single moments in time.
But what's killing me right now, in this time where the doctor's list of things I can't eat (dairy, caffeine, gluten, high in fat, high in sugar, sugar substitutes, raw vegetables, most fruit, red meat, etc.) is longer than the things I can eat, is that I can't even consume the things that I use to bring me back to those people, those places, those moments that I so crave.