I had a chance (aka need) to clean up my office today. Really just tried to get organized. I found all sorts of things I'd tucked away (I'm a sentimental guy). Little things from my kids, cards from the ex (professing undying love) and all sorts of things that mean a lot to me.
I found something that I had tucked away that had perfume on it that I'd put away a while ago. It surprised me how much the sense of smell can bring back memories that are so very strong. I sat here for at least 30 minutes just sort of thinking about the last time I smelled that scent. It seems like an eternity and still the memories just flooded back.
I couldn't bring myself to throw it away although I should have. That part of my life is over, but it's something I don't want to let go of completely. Not yet.
