It's interesting how different scents and smells can take you back to the days of being a child, or being with that special someone, or even a dorky road trip with your parents. I love creating new moments and then without realization, noticing how those smells can pop up and remind you of that time. They say that smell is the biggest trigger of memory; without question or hesitation, it's true.
Today, my dad was making baked beans with bacon and chili and all the "fixins". I was suddenly 8 years old again, at my family reunion, playing cards with all my relatives. I smell cotton and I'm back in Denton at my old apartment. I smell this lavender candle burning next to me, and it hasn't brought back any memories yet...but I'm hoping new ones might emerge from within it. Here's to hope.
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