As I’ve written before, the power of smell to bring back memories is surprising and almost startling at times.
I was fixing a not-fixed-often-enough cup of tea, when I absently smelled the tea bag while waiting for the water to boil.
Little did I know that I created a time machine, and was whisked away to 1990 when my room was small and full of posters of Gulf War maps, military aircraft, and the schematic of a starship. I typed term papers (already written, mind you) for $5 per page in Word 2.0. I’d play the occasional game of F-117A Stealth Fighter, and would listen to my first set of CDs (12 for a dollar!) including The Cars Greatest Hits. “Drive” was my favorite song, for many reasons which I won’t go into now.
All the while, I was drinking my Earl Grey.
Times were simpler then, and these days I yearn for the simplicity of those times.
(Inspired by That Night, I hope this is the first of many posts during the month of November)
Tea. Not coffee. Awesome.
I’m in agreement about scents. I most often experience déjà vu from smells, more so than from sights.
Needless to say, I’m very excited at the prospect of reading your November entries.
Dude. Your room sounds a lot like mine did at one point — minus the starship.
Glad you’re on board with the post-a-day thing. Looking forward to a month full of sandwiches.
Rachel – While I do enjoy coffee on an occasion, tea is far superior. Although I haven’t deviated too much from your standard Orange Pekoe and Earl Grey.
PG – Awesome. What can I say… I was a dork. Spaceships abounded.
UC – Thanks! Hopefully nobody will put on any weight from the empty calories.
Completely on an offshoot, but it’s bugged me for a week where I recently heard about Earl Grey Tea. Then it hit me. About a month ago it was the focus of a skit involving Commisioner William Regal on RAW.
And now I’m a loser for tieing the most mundane into wrestling. Ugh.