Dreams and smells.. a weird combination.
I dreamt last night that I had been married to my ex-boyfriend and that we had divorced the same day. Apparently the marriage was very hush-hush, considering that my parents didn't know about it. We seemed older too, but we really weren't.
We were divorced, yet he kept kissing me and we acted like we didn't know anything about romantic standards except for that they existed and that we didn't like it, but we liked each other. So we kissed and we danced.
And he smelled like something. He smelled like a mixture of sweet corn, old books, cologne, and something else that I can't identify. It was one of those smells that you either think smells putrid or one that you like or can at least deal with.
I liked it.