A scent entered my nostrils, slithered to my brain and ignited my temporal lobe with your memory. Thoughts and feelings from those days consumed me. They ran down the walls, they overflowed the tub, they replaced the air in the room like a thick fog. And all of a sudden I was no longer in the present, nor was I in the past, but stuck somewhere in between…along with illusions and reality mixed in together. Projections of your witty ways flashed in my brain and I swore I heard your voice. But that’s all it was, it wasn’t followed by a feeling of loss and I no longer missed you. I didn’t cry, I didn’t want to run. I was ok. Just like I knew I would be one day. I may still remember you, but I'm no longer in agony when I do so.