And now, a few photos of me from Sunday; before I reached the skating rink and after.
a pictured poem
A pictured poem
I love simple scents: not too loud & aggressive. And if you’ve ever dated me or you’re close to me in some way, you know this.
My home smells like sage, a lavender & amber or vanilla/wood candle or simple-scented incense. I don’t stray away from these.
One, because my nose is sensitive to loud scents and actually cannot handle them. Two, I’ve various allergies and scents that are too loud or fruity or over-the-top make my eyes itch and water and I begin a sneezing fit that can last longer than it should. Lol.
I know I’m weird. And I am okay with this.
Oddly enough, the woman I am digging on for the last year and some change is the same way. However, she’s asthmatic, so she doesn’t wear loud-scented perfumes and her home is a welcoming space smelling of sage or her favorite candles and incense. Soft & luring. Not over-the-top.
If we ever become anything more, I’ll be safe in her space. And that’s a beautiful thought.
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