Wednesday, July 30, 2008

sniff sniff.

Even though I went swimming, my hair still smells like work. Times like these make me glad it's juat a craft store. I smell of dried flowers and cinnamon. And yarn, maybe?

The sense of smell is very much connected to my ability to remember things. It's always been that way. Hmm.

2 comments:

Mr. Kyle said...

I like the music on the top page! <(^_^)> good addition!

And yeah, sometimes, when working at Rite Aid, I pass by the Body Spray section and catch the sent of that certain type of spray that my certain someone uses and I can't help but to fall into a trance like state and think: "Where's _ _ _ _ _?" :-(

Then I go into the toy section and play Preschool Handheld video games to distract myself and boost my confidence (you would be suprised how hard a two button video game can be!!!)

SimplyStranger said...

This is funny because as I was walking into Michael's today I was thinking about smells of the past. It was really hot and I suddenly remembered what the ice cream man's truck smelled like from when I was younger. I could smell it and when I tried to find words to describe it the smell would escape me. But the smell brought on a truck load of other senses that were involved with said ice cream truck. It made me realize how old I am... and how times have changed. I find certain smells can stop you in your tracks and bring you back to a time and place..... Oh Jimmy The Ice Cream Man... I miss you!