When someone walks by with her perfume on the scent goes through my nose and up to my brain, completely intoxicating me. Vision blurs, the room starts to spin and waves of nostalgia wash over me and tickle my brain, causing random twinges in my head and makes me dizzy. The air becomes a thick soup of jumbled memories. For a moment, I am home, in the past, where home once was.
But Alas, then it is gone and I'm back where I was. The memories linger in my head, while I smile and miss what I once had. Revel in that old view, Think about what's new, where can I go from here?
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scent is a powerful thing. i can still be whisked away in memory if i smell a certain cologne from someone i dated in high school, its crazy.
ReplyDeletewhere can you go from here? i know you are not really looking for an answer. but i would say just about anywhere.