i remember what it sounded like to wake up to morning doves. i remember the smell of ice pops and wet pavement and mud and basketballs. i remember the taste of cherries and envelope glue. i remember the feeling of my grandfather’s big belly when i would hug him and the feeling of wet grass between my toes as i ran through sprinklers. i remember what it felt like for an ant to crawl across my palm. things were so much more vivid when i was 5. i can remember it as clear as day, but i can’t replicate it. has anyone been able to find this again? is there something i’m missing? maybe i just miss summer…