Dear Diary,
It's the start of another week and we are 1/8 of the way through the year. Hooray! Sometimes, it's probably safe to say that with the momentum of a new school year, dating can hit a lull. And sometimes, not even dating, but that very dull stage just shy of dating, called interest. There are relatively few gentlemen out there at the moment who hold that sentiment from me.
But in the busy-ness of course prep and upacking at the house, I occasionally briskly pass a particular candle with a very distinctive aroma. It has become one of my favorites since I first discovered it sometime in college. It's the Yankee Candle flavor "Midsummer's Night." Ordinarily, that title for a scent would not jump out at me, but after discovering it, I have been taken back time and again to junior high dances. The candle to me is reminiscent of Drakkar Noir, the popular scent of the junior high boys of the time. That was a fabulously memorable time in my childhood. When you're that age, you don't even talk to the boys you dance with. You simply sway awkwardly, trying desperately not to accidently look at each other at the same time. What great fun.
What's tomorrow's aroma?
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