Friday, August 03, 2007

The last time, you looked in my mirror...

Today, is apparently a day of memories. or at least of memories triggered by and or associated with specific smells. Defined by even. Like the smell of a newly opened pack of cigarettes transporting me back to a specific day when I was 16 or the delicious smell of gasoline taking me to the lake as a child; trolling, with my grandfather at the old outboard motor. Its funny, I can almost see iridescent shimmer of the oil still floating on the water.

Needless to say, this day is awash with memories.
Defined by memories.

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