“Don’t let anyone rent space in your head unless they are a good tenant.” ~ Unknown
I imagine heaven smells like fresh cut spring grass, the desert after it rains, and this; the lilac bush I planted in my yard several years ago. It’s now as tall as the fence and so fragrant I can smell it at mom’s house. If I could bottle the smell I’d be rich, and we’d none need antidepressants ever again. Well, some of us might need a pill or two, but I’d still be rich.
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