Smell and Remember!

I hope you all enjoyed that comical post from my dear friend, Nina, if you'd like to see more of her, go to her blog, Dreaming Nina, its linked on the side of my blog!  Unfortunately, I'm back now, so get out your dictionaries because you're in for a ride with my sesquipedalian ways.  


Lately I have noticed with a sharper frequency that certain fragrances transport me to various memories of my past.  I know that scents have a direct correlation with one's own memories but as of late, I have noticed more and more certain smells that cause me to reminisce about times past.

For example, every time I wash my hands on campus, (which is all the time) the smell of that generic, industrial supply soap, reminds me of my days as a camp counselor, when that soap could be the only source of hygiene I experienced in a day.  I think it is interesting that at camp, this is completely normal, missing a shower here and there, getting into a mud fight, all such activities of messy debauchery with minimal care or social pressure to clean up.  I remember one time I was a counselor at camp, my friend and I took a bunch of campers on a four day canoe trip where we had absolutely no access to pummeling and on my first day back, not only did I look like a disaster, but when I tried to brush my hair, a simple form of grooming, the brush was stuck in my ratty hair, it was like a scene from the princess diaries!

Just the other day, I went to Target for some groceries, however, as usual, that is not the only thing I went home with, I blame the fact that I was there alone.  But never the less, I decided I needed some new candles so I went to the appropriate aisle and began opening and smelly each and every one to pick my favorites.  Then.  There was a candle called "Silver Birch" I slowly opened the lid, bent my nose to a closer proximity and my head immediately filled with the musky scent of one of my best friends, Patrick.  I literally almost bought the candle based solely on this fact!  While smelling the candle I thought about Patrick, I also thought about the fact that I have been a horrible friend to him lately, as I am not the greatest at long distance friendships, so I called him, we talked for a long long time and it was lovely.  I can't help but feel guilty though, because I doubt I would have called him, had I not smelled him (Cause that doesn't sound weird)


As embarrassed as I am to say this, currently, those are the only two instances that I can think of, so this, my dear friends is where I take my leave, please do not expect any posts from me for the next week, I am losing all of my wisdom tomorrow :( very very sad, I know.
As always lovelies, I hope your lives are going well!!!

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