patchouli stops making you nauseous and starts to feel like something safe after
a while. you smelled it at college, walking down your dorm buildings hallways haunted by insane, wild cannibals, kids
burning incense with the windows open to mask the smell of pot. you did that
too, only you used a spray can of Lysol or sometimes Febreeze instead of
incense, because you thought it seemed less suspicious. then when you had a
mental collapse and finally dragged your body back home, you never smelled it
again. and you were relieved.
you stopped smoking weed for two months before starting again. it was rough at
first but you got used to it again over time. you started burning incense just
for fun, not because you had to or there was any pressure put on you. sometimes
it smelled nice, but sometimes it was too much. sometimes it reminded you of the
past. but the more weed you smoked and the softer the past felt, the more you
liked the smell of incense, made you feel like a hippie, made you feel like you
belonged to something you liked and could agree with. and that's when the smell
of patchouli doesn't smell that bad anymore.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
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