I love smells. I like to smell different things. I like the way my body smells when it sweats. I love body washes, perfumes, body scrubs, candles. I even made candles for a while. My sense of smell is something that grounds me. I feel so lost in this world. I'm so easily distracted. Bright shiny things, handsome sweet men, fast moving people. Time seems to elude me, yet I feel like I'm always waiting for what's behind the next turn.
I forget that I have this blog. I forget that I have things I need to do. I feel like I put things in the back of my mind on purpose in order to forget them. Because writing this blog is difficult, I choose to forget about it. I wonder what I'm forgetting about my past. I feel like there are things I'm forgetting. One night I woke up with the feeling of a man on top of me, trying to rape me. It took me a few minutes to realize it was just a nightmare, but it felt like a memory.
Smells ground me into happy or sad places. The smell of old, dry wood from the old houses downtown bring back happy memories of walking among the downtown streets. The musky, dark smell of a man's cologne can instantly bring me back into his arms. There's this body lotion and body scrub that I buy online that I'm simply addicted to. Haus of Gloi makes THE best stuff! I bought from them when they were on Etsy and followed them to their own website. Something about their scents just makes me happy. So I splurge on them. If I can find happiness in a scent, you better believe I'm going to follow it. Here's to hoping you find your scent.
