Monday, January 28, 2013
28/31 ~ January Mindful Writing
I pour hot water into the plastic turquoise mixing bowl and watch the steam rise. I add two drops of eucalyptus and one drop of lavender oil. "That smells nice!" Jake says, but I can't smell anything, not even with my head above the steam and a towel over my head. I open my mouth to inhale the vapours and a light green taste lands on my tongue, but there is no smell and the taste makes no sense without the smell.
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