A Day In The Life Of RJ

It’s a week before my birthday. As much as I’d like to look back on the 29 years that passed, I can only recall few memories that will probably stay with me until I die. Very few. These memories are a mixture of feelings — of scents. I’m a “scent” person. I associate experiences with the scents that were present at the time an event is actually happening. Call it whatever you want. I call it my memory ally. I’ll write about it later when I get home. Got to go again…

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