i have the place to myself and i’m knitting on the couch and the cat is snuggled in next to me and i can smell something. something just slightly over-sweet, and soft, and really familiar. i’m getting a little drunk on the scent and and i realize it’s the body scent of my two-year-old. she’s left it all over me. it is so delicious. makes me want to wake her up and snuggle her some more. but i don’t because i’m not crazy. just a little high.