I still remember the smell of the flowers that grew there, and I didn't really like it before, but... You smell the same, Jae. Wildflowers and just a little bit of wild mint.

Um, Hi. My name is Renae and my house is really smelly right now, but this is probably the happiest I felt all week because now I have an excuse as to why I am dizzy, why I won't come up to my room, why my face is buried in my pillow, and why my eyes are covered in a thin coat of fresh tears. I do not know much about sadness or the act of being sad. I like to forget things that make me sad, things that are negative, things that embarrass me because what's the point? I have beat up my commit