Yesterday, I was thinking all day of things to write about. I thought about writing about my job, and how I taught one of my kiddos to play Jenga--he's actually really good!
All things deemed writable, yet uninteresting. So, here goes nothing!
There are certain things that make me think of different times in my life. The most prominent ones are certain scents from Bath and Body Works. If I wore that spray all of winter, I'll put it on again and think of that specific winter. Sometimes I'll smell something really odd, and it reminds me of the cafeteria in which I spent most of my elementary and middle school life. When I smell tuna, I think of the Spokane County Juvenile Detention center (when I was little, I went on a tour during summer camp and they were having tuna that day). I walked into a florist shop the other day, and I immediately thought of all my summers as a camper and a kitchen aid at Camp Four Echoes. I couldn't figure out why a florist shop reminded me of Camp Four Echoes. Then it dawned on me that the florist shop smelled like the old lodge! Yesterday I got in my car and I was carrying a Papa Murphy's pizza, and something wafted towards me...suddenly, I was in my sophomore year of high school again. It was the strangest thing.
Does anyone else have this problem? I mean, it's not really a problem...but you know what I mean?
I suppose that's it for today.
Thanks for reading.
I smell memories all the time. Both good and not so good. I have heard that smell is the strongest of the senses. It is a wonderful adventure sometimes to smell something that makes you think of something, someone or someplace that you have not thought about in years. Sometimes, however, the sense of smell can be so painful. I'll smell a candle or laundry detergent and flash back to a time and place I'd just assume forget about. Unfortunately the sense of smell is not a programmable feature.
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