The smell of summer

I miss the smell of summer… lately I have been longing for a perfume, I know I have smelt before, but can’t remember the name.

It smells like my next lover, fresh, carefree, bold silage and longevity.

This perfume tastes like the pilau I had on the bus to Mombasa, spicy yet sweet. Understated yet bold.

It reminds of me places I have only been in my past life…. Like the time I went to Paris and met the love of my life…,

….. Rachel

I have been avoiding witting, mainly because the last time I was here, was very difficult for me. But I miss it, I crave it! It’s like a communion with the gods, I have to honor the invite…. So I am, baby steps though….