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“Yeah no I hated Techno” I say as I choke up because I’m so overwhelmed and miss when he would instruct me on how to do things despite how harsh of a teacher he was
Sometimes, when I’m alone in my room and the earth is asleep, I’ll lay on my bed and try to recall what he smelt like.
He used to smell like outside. Grass and dirt and salt from the water.
Then for awhile he smelt like chemicals and outside. Strong, things I can’t really describe. It made my nose itch. But still the lingering scent of grass and dirt. He stopped smelling like the water once Fundy was born. He didn’t go there anymore.
Then he smelt like paper, and ink, and some old cologne that would always fade quickly. He smelt old.
Sweat, gunpowder, that dusty smell of clothes you’ve worn one to many times without washing. Burnt. Strangely enough I find this one the most comforting. It’s funny. Ironic. He was anything but comforting.
Death. The stench of rot.
Around the end of it he smelt more like a corpse who crawled it’s way out. A little lingering bit of rot, but mostly back to grass and dirt.
For a long time I wished he WOULD smell of grass and dirt again. That he would go back to how he once was.
Nowadays I kick myself for wishing such foolish things. I didn’t realize having it granted would be so much worse