and I wouldn't mind remembering this.

The first time I listened to Bleachers was the first time I visited Katie in Colorado. It was the same time we drank tea in a small town and the same time her car broke down and we sat on a blanket by some train tracks and the same time I wasted two rolls of black-and-white film because I didn't load them right. I've learned since then. But even though my film was lost, my memories are vivid. … And now it smells like cut grass and the same song is playing and I wouldn't mind remembering this.  The full story (plus a recommended food pairing for while you read it) is at the included link in the top right corner of this page.