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In the last few days, I've watched:
8 Mile
Smoke Signals
Standing In The Shadows Of Motown
Bloody Sunday
and I still have Dead Man to watch, even though I've seen it before.
And I have five new books to tear through. Yay books.
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I've been having weird olifactory memory moments lately. Mostly smells that remind me of exes - their perfume, the smell of their hair product, stuff like that. But sometimes it will be something that reminds me of childhood - my yard, or the back porch of the house I grew up in. Summer smells. It's weird.
8 Mile
Smoke Signals
Standing In The Shadows Of Motown
Bloody Sunday
and I still have Dead Man to watch, even though I've seen it before.
And I have five new books to tear through. Yay books.
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I've been having weird olifactory memory moments lately. Mostly smells that remind me of exes - their perfume, the smell of their hair product, stuff like that. But sometimes it will be something that reminds me of childhood - my yard, or the back porch of the house I grew up in. Summer smells. It's weird.