I'm in the process of revising an old story (Love and Cigarettes, also known as The Carver and Earth, Wind and Fire-- an old Boyle story of mine). I've decided it's my favorite story. Not because it's particularly good, but because it really defines a time in my life. I like things like that. I still use the coconut smelling shampoo that reminds me of Dylan Heaney. I burn a chai candle to remind myself of Lauren Choplin. And I revise this story because it reminds me of early spring, Campus Cruiser, Nathan Gadd. There are certain songs, certain things that really let me escape into my memories. I once wrote a whole paragraph about passionfruit- I searched through my old emails for it, but I couldn't find it. I think Emily Roellke (charntog) ended up using it for a monologue in her drama class one year. Regardless, I wrote about how passionfruit was my Boston scent. I bought everything passionfruit- lotion, linen spray, body spray, room spray, more sprays than you can imagine. Why is it that scent can bring back a memory so quickly? It's not just memory recall, either, it's like, memory re-invention, memory re-experience. A very intense, crazy thing. A quick list of my smell memory recallers:
CKOne: 8th grade, crushes on Hoang Luu and Ross B
Passionfruit: Boston, summer, Guiness posters, McCormick and Schmick's
Gio: my mom
Paint and sweat: my dad
Tuna: the shop (by the way, it's been sold. who knew.)
Aromatherapy white lotion by B&B works: dinner with Justin at Cafe 84
Cigarettes: 3530, Nathan, music
Coconut: Dylan
Juniper Breeze: Gammie
Marc Jacobs: Vicki, Carson, Nick Nantell
That's all on smells for today. I need to tackle the hair issue soon. It's a good one.
