Last night I was fortunate enough to head butt my desk in frustration at the work I had to submit today. It was a boring and menial task, but my lack of motivation and my amazing ability to procrastinate meant that at 11.30pm my face was firmly imprinted into the pages sprawled out before me... But in that instant, while my head lay slammed against the textbook, I caught scent of an aroma which I hadn't smelt for many years...
It was the specific smell of the paper and glue used in this text book, and it transported me straight back, 10 years into the past, to the night before my final school English exam. I felt the smooth glossy paper caress my nose and forehead, the aroma of glue filled my nostrils and soothed my soul with its sweet nostalgic flavours. And then, I remembered why that smell took me back to that moment, to that specific place and time. I realised where I was - my face once again planted in a textbook from frustration and anxiety over the impending doom that was to follow the next day.
Yep... Just like old times...
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