My dad wore the same cologne as far back as I can remember. Something similar to Old Spice. As a kid, I would splash half a bottle on myself before going to school. A week or so ago I was at the grocery store and smelled his cologne. I followed the scent around the store, looking for whoever was wearing it. I don’t know why. I didn’t int…
My dad wore the same cologne as far back as I can remember. Something similar to Old Spice. As a kid, I would splash half a bottle on myself before going to school. A week or so ago I was at the grocery store and smelled his cologne. I followed the scent around the store, looking for whoever was wearing it. I don’t know why. I didn’t intend on talking to whoever it was that was wearing my dad’s cologne. Thinking about it now, I think I just wanted to smell him again. Feel close to him. I didn’t buy any groceries that day. I spent the next half hour crying in my car. But, even then, it was nice to feel like he was still around. I would do just about anything to hug him one last time.
My dad wore the same cologne as far back as I can remember. Something similar to Old Spice. As a kid, I would splash half a bottle on myself before going to school. A week or so ago I was at the grocery store and smelled his cologne. I followed the scent around the store, looking for whoever was wearing it. I don’t know why. I didn’t intend on talking to whoever it was that was wearing my dad’s cologne. Thinking about it now, I think I just wanted to smell him again. Feel close to him. I didn’t buy any groceries that day. I spent the next half hour crying in my car. But, even then, it was nice to feel like he was still around. I would do just about anything to hug him one last time.
Also, thank you for sharing this with me. Makes me feel less lonely.