I think we love or fall in love because of the scent of the other person (I guess I started to think that way since I read, my now favorite, book "Perfume: Story Of a Murderer"). There are smells that make me feel really happy, others bring peace to my heart & soul...
For example, I love the smell of boiling potatoes 'cause it reminds me of the kitchen of my grandma Lolita when I used to arrive from school; everytime I boil potatoes I smile & feel happy 'cause I think of my granny whom I miss deeply.
Fresh popcorn & toasted bread with butter makes me think of my grandpa Pit, it takes me back to the days we used to share in his house & all the times we laughed together.
Peanuts & beer remind me of my grandpa Shava and the great times at his yard with all the family happy & together, like in the old days when I was little.
When I'm doing laundry I always think of my mom, the smell of the softener always reminds me of her, it takes me back to my old home.
Tobacco, strong one, reminds me of my dad & his Raleigh ciggies.
Every single person I've cared for has set a scent in my head; some of those scents go with me everywhere I go, I carry them with me always, no matter what; some others come to me only in special moments.
There's a couple of scents that mean a lot to me, they make me travel & visit places I cherish deeply in my heart. One of them is the scent of caramel popcorn & the other the scent of strawberries. So to both of those yummie scents I just want to say that breathing you has been a dream come true, you're part of me & it's a pleasure to say I've loved you.
