Ok, so I got this very green bottle of dish soap. I had a coupon for it at Costco and I am not picky about what kind of soap I use for washing the dishes. Anyway, the first time I pour this soap into the hot water, the scent rushes into my nostrils. My mind is immediately taken into the kitchen of the parents of a former boyfriend. I lived with them after I was kicked out of my father's home in Portland.
I stayed with them for quite awhile, and during the day I was there all alone. I used to wash the dishes every day and they used Palmolive, obviously the same kind I recently bought.
It is still strange every time I pour that super green soap. I wonder if they still use the same kind. It smells so good and it kind of makes me sad. I sort of miss things. I am still the same person as I was when I lived with them 9 years ago, but I certainly have changed a lot.
I may go and wash the dishes right now and breathe in that wonderful hot steam.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
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