Wednesday, December 14, 2011
I just went to the supermarket. As I opened the door of my car to get out the smell of cigarettes hit me. Even though this smell is often rather disgusting and frustrating, this particular smell of cigarettes reminded me of going on vacation to lands that I am unfamiliar with. The good kind of unfamiliar, where even the supermarket is more exciting than my hometown. It's nostalgia, obviously.