For the past few days, I have been waking up to a beautiful scent. It is an earthy scent with a touch of petrichor. A perfume that brings back some lovely childhood memories. It feels as if ammu is there, calling me for breakfast. As if it’s raining in a desert.
A scent that brings hope. Hope for relinquishing grudges and stress. Hope for relief. Hope for love. Hope for peace.
It smells like orange,
it smells like fall
