CRAYONS!
There are certain memories that begin to fade as I get older. The joyful memories I have for crayons came rushing back to me as I watched this video. As a kid I had a lot of great times holding crayons, drawing with them, melting them on lightbulbs, or just breathing deep to the smell of a fresh pack.
Remember, never forget, always remember.
Remember, never forget, always remember.
2 Comments:
crayons are great. I don't recall the joy of actually using them so much as I remember all the simple aesthetic pleasures they brought.
Tearing off the thin construction paper-type wrap of an individual crayon to reveal its sleek, unused body was especially a joy.
Never Forget, ALWAYS Remember.
The smooth sides have such a nice feeling.
Those people must have such orange waxy hands.
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