There’s an older gentleman I work with whose smell is so attractive. It's not a cologney/Old Spice kind of smell. It's not the smell of my father, an old boyfriend, or something Freuduristic. It's pheromones...his natural scent is deceptively young...and very attractive. Basically, I want to screw the 50 year old electrician of my building..or my brain does anyways.
This happens to me very often. Certain fragrances remind me of certain things. Brain and nose collaborate and logic fades away. Cool Waters equals Gabe which equals total abandonment of belief system and my entire future. Cigarettes equals Andy's which means I'm wasted and making Kim miserable. And Bath and Body Works Country Apple? I can't stomach. Why? It reminds me of losing the 7th grade basketball championship to Benavides!
Am I alone in this? Can you attach feelings/places/faces to scents?
Confession: I secretly love the scent of my dog. I think it's because she's my soul mate...her and the electrician.
This happens to me very often. Certain fragrances remind me of certain things. Brain and nose collaborate and logic fades away. Cool Waters equals Gabe which equals total abandonment of belief system and my entire future. Cigarettes equals Andy's which means I'm wasted and making Kim miserable. And Bath and Body Works Country Apple? I can't stomach. Why? It reminds me of losing the 7th grade basketball championship to Benavides!
Am I alone in this? Can you attach feelings/places/faces to scents?
Confession: I secretly love the scent of my dog. I think it's because she's my soul mate...her and the electrician.
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