They say that smell is the sense most closely linked to memory. I agree with them... whomever they are.
I was in Walgreens an hour ago browsing for some items on my list, when I went through the stationary isle. Upon spotting a box of crayons, I had the bizarre urge to smell it. Instantly, I was transported back to a time when rainbows were the greatest thing in the world. A time when my biggest worry in life was just trying to stay inside the lines. And though we'd often create the most horrific compositions man has yet to see on paper, our parents would still display their pride by hanging those atrocities on the center of the family refrigerator. It was a time when color seemed like magic, and crayons were our own special little wands...
Where did that time go? I want it back.
That's not too bizarre for me. I smell lots of things like that. Pencils, library books, scotch tape.
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