Smells.

I wish there was a way of capturing smells. And keeping them forever and ever and ever. Because some smells can be so powerful; they dig up old, long forgotten memories.

old books. wet earth. clean, freshly laundered sheets. that particular cologne or perfume or aftershave, which you can never name. hair washed with that shampoo or conditioner that makes you just stop and breathe deeply.

There are so many others, which you’d never think held any meaning, until you caught a whiff of that smell. And then are lost for the rest of the day trying to remember a day or time which you had buried long ago.

-This was my first post on another blog of mine. I just randomly decided to check what my first post had been, and I found this, and felt it needed re-posting. 

Plane Thoughts

I'm writing this on the plane. Mostly just so I’ll have a post that I can say I actually did write on the plane *insert the cool sunglasses wearing emoji*. Plus, that scene at the end of the Princess Diaries movie… y’know, where she’s writing in her diary as princess of Genovia. Anyway. That’s all beside the point really. There isn’t an actual point I'm trying to make here though, now that I think of it. Okay, wait, let me think this through. *thinks for a bit* *also adjusts self on this stupid airplane seat trying not to bang the laptop into the seat in front that’s inconveniently reclining right in my face* Okay I'm back. Let’s do this.

I cannot believe a month is already over and I'm on my way back. How did that happen? It’s already the 19th of January; time is going by WAY too fast for my liking. I’ll be back in the dorm by this weekend. Next week classes start and then it’s ‘goodbye sleep and rest, it was nice knowing you’. Slow down, Time! Why are you in such a hurry??

My entire favourites post for this month is going to be gushing about all the wonderful things that happened while I was home, so I'm not going to say anything about that now. But it was a really good visit. I enjoyed it far more than I thought I would-not that I thought I was going to be miserable. I was just a little nervous because it’d been a year and I’d changed and people at home would have too and I just wasn’t sure what it would be like. But, aside from a few downs, it was an incredibly relaxing time and I am far from ready to be going back again so soon.