couple weeks back when i met up with mohan we were talking about memories and one particular subject that we touched on was the memory of smell. i dunno if everyone gets this. a certain smell, a certain scent can trigger certain memories to just emerge out of you sub-conscious mind.
my Ex-girlfriend use to put on this very particular type of perfume and recently someone in the office has started using it and i tell you a sort of weird feeling pops up, like my stomach is gonna get inverted out. i really can explain it. but the feeling is definitely a sad one.
same goes, a couple of nights back when i went back home, my mom gave me this throw to use at night and this was the exact one i used when i was in UK. the smell of it, just triggered all the nights i spent there. sad ones and good ones, all at ones. this was even wierder i tell you.
which brings me to the very point of, you never really get over wounds, they never heal. they forever remain with you. in time you just get imune to it and move on. until something like this triggers the pain. like an old war wound that acts up during the winter (hehaehaehe, nope i don't have an old war wound. but i do have a 27 stitch long wound on my right arm and no, it doesn't act up [yet]).
okays...gotta get back to work.
p.s; something about work that i'm starting to enjoy it more, AND I WANT A RAISE!
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