Love, and Love Not
Love….the smell of fresh, warm laundry; really crisp apples; the beach smell; sweeping; the Outlander series; blooming cherry blossoms; the ice cream truck; weeding; cooking; parades; the smell of dark coffee; The Police’s ‘So Lonely’; Fryes; Creemees; cherry-red painted toenails; skirts and dresses that spin well; organizing; good face cream; fresh basil; the smell of oil of olay; purple lilacs; BBQs; ping pong; puppy breath; picnics; black cashmere turtlenecks; new running shoes; the smell of freshly cut grass and charcoal; my dog….
Not…taxes; changing the inner shower curtain; putting away clothes; mice; cleaning up after dinner; long toenails; the movie ‘Waterworld’ (the only movie, to date, I’ve ever walked out of); the word ‘coagulate’; milk gone bad; pimples; girls who try too hard on the dancefloor…
It’s interesting to read through this mindless ongoing thought and see how many are associated with smell. A smell can transport me somewhere immediately, and I think I hold onto good smells because they always make me smile, as they represent a happy moment in life.
