I Remember Scents

Yesterday I was helping out with a charity project.
I sniffed a perfume one of the men was wearing and it brought me back to one of my hookups.

And that's me.

Scents bring me back to an impactful moment in life. I had a friends with benefits when I initially moved back from the capital city. He wore the exact same perfume. He wasn't particularly good in the sheets but he did hold me when I needed someone to cry. He was a short stout macho brown man and I liked that. He'd sit through my petty complaints, sometimes even for hours and that made a mark in my memory.

I would bump into him many times after we had called it quits. We'd only ever exchange a nodding cheeky grin. Not even a greeting.

He is married now. Yes, to a woman.

I'd Slap Me

If I went back in time and interacted with the child version of me, I would have gladly, GLADLY extended a nice tight slap across my face.

I thank God that there were people sent by God to do just that.

I hated it then but I now realise how imperative that has been.

I'd have done that....

....Even if I went back in time to interact with the teenager me.

.....Even the adult me.

.......Even the me 5 years ago...

I would have slapped me and slapped me hard ON THE FACE!!!!!!!!!!!!