Sooo weird... just a while ago I had an instant memory flash come into my head of when I went to Butler Elementary school in Belmont, MA (suburb of Boston) when my mom was getting her master's degree in Education at Harvard.. the memory: I was walking down the stairs with the other 4th graders, feeling the concrete scuff on my keds because of all the dust and dirt from the dirt playground outside, hearing the echo's of the old building as we decended to eat our lunches, the gloomy overcast sky always shed this dull light into the stairwell and seemed to intensify the humidity if there was any that day. My friend Nicole would either be right behind me or right in front of me, she always brought her lunch with her to school, everyday was the same- she never ate her sandwhich, just took out the cheese and ate it. I'd always wonder why she did this especially since the cheese was floppy and warm. But my memory was triggered by a scent that came and went in a matter of seconds. I smelled the stairwell of Butler Elementary, 1988. Any other flash memories triggered by scent? How does it make you feel and does it bring you back to earth? (my mind is on this Chanel I'm waiting for...makes me think of times when I had no clue what designer stuff was) p.s.- I'm taking a 300+ level English class this semester- Creative Nonfiction- and have been encouraged to write, write, and write some more....thanks for reading!