Yesterday we got our tree all set up with lights on it (no ornaments yet). When I came downstairs later and saw it out of the corner of my eye all lit up, I instantly got the strongest whiff of pine (which I have recently discovered I’m allergic to, sadly). After several seconds, I remembered the tree is artificial; there is no pine scent! Today I walked by the tree and, not thinking about that moment last night, the same thing happened again, and again after a few seconds I realized I had just made up the scent completely.
Loudest (and most comforting) olfactory memory ever. Like a madeleine dipped in tea.
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