Last night I ran into a girl (a strong 8.5) I used to talk to, at a bar. We hugged and shared a few drinks. She ended up on top of me in my bed and spent the night. The next day she told me that the moment we hugged (thanks to Chanel Bleu,) she was reminded of the good sex we used to have. It’s clear that certain scents & smells invoke those memories from our past that have left their mark on us. Perhaps it’s just me, but as millennials I feel like we take everything for granted, down to our senses.
We are a generation lost and wandering deep in the trenches of oblivion trying desperately to make sense of anything and everything we can reach out and hold on to for a brief moment in time.