there is a scent
to water that i absolutely adore. well, not water itself i guess, but the minerals in water. either way, it just smells—clean.
thought: isn’t it pretty sad that we cannot smell what we are constantly exposed to?
i have always wanted to know how i smell like in a neutral state—but i will never know. that is pretty… upsetting
and i love the smell of books, but it sucks that i wouldn’t be able to appreciate it’s scent when i allow myself to be immersed in it for prolonged periods.
i guess, then, it makes sense that we need to give ourselves breaks from whatever has been stagnant, and do something different. to give our minds a break from what it has been continuously exposed to—so when our minds are returned to the activity or situation, it would be able to perceive what had become impervious to; so we don’t remain oblivious to what must be so apparent.