Of all the senses, smell has the strongest association to memory.
Today I smelt water coming out of a rubber hose. Not too sure which material the scent came from.
It reminded me precisely of hot days as a child, sitting naked in an inflatable pool in the garden. That's how I used to spend my time, and how I used to take baths (replacing the pool with a wash tub).
Some memories just can't be erased, no matter how hard you try. They pop up at the most unwanted and unexpected moments.
A pool like this would be freaking awesome, now.
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