Smell

I love it.

I love when I smell the smell of a great smelling guy, and realize that it is embedded into my clothes.

And to think, I resisted wearing the article because I thought it should be washed.

Odd. Isn't it?

Not to me. I consider it quite normal to wear a jacket again and again before laundering.

-Story-

Last Wednesday, I was on a date (give yourself a few moments to regain composure and read that sentence enough times to realize it is true, the prayers said on my behalf have worked). As it fortunately turned out, it was snowing. We got into a snowball fight. Besides everything else, my jacket was soaked. His smell must have rubbed off on my sleeves from him holding my wrists so that I could not do more damage (ie. snow to the neck, face, ect.). It took me a week to realize that! I liked the smell.

I think that I may sleep with this jacket nearby in case I want to smell.

I hope my sniffer doesn't break!