I was traipsing along Bennett Avenue this morning, smiling in the wake of a particularly good therapy session and in anticipation of meeting a friend for our weekly walk up to the farmers' market. I was traipsing along and bundled up against the bitter cold when suddenly I caught a whiff of coconut. It was such an anomaly, what with the frigid temperature, the leafless clattering trees, the piles of graying snow and ice, that I stopped and looked around, sniffing.
It took me a moment to realize it was me, or more specifically the conditioner I used this morning and which I haven't used I think since the summer. Unexpected tropical moments in this polar vortex of a winter make for a not unpleasant early morning surprise.
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