Nostalgic scents

One whiff of that distinct Bath&Body Works Pumpkin Apple hand sanitizer and I'm immediately transported back to sophomore year lunch, where I eat a bag of skinny pop then take a nap right on the table. I'd wake up then complain about the bright light, earning a hangover joke or two from peers. Or when we'd violently engage in a non-friendly game of ERS, leaving our hands bruised and bloodied on the best of occasions. 

I found my old Nivea lip balm under my bed the other day, when I was searching for my airpods. Same deal. One application and I was a rising high school senior in the summer of 2021 again, when I was mentally stable and my former best friend wasn't so former. Moving in and changing my Amazon address and decorating my room with her. Staying up every hour of the night, burning frozen pizza and playing countless rounds of Cuphead. 

I wonder what I'm smelling right now that will turn into a time turner one day. Probably my cherry lime lip oil. I'd guess my Laneige,  but that would imply that I'd ever stop using it. Never.