So, my dad smoked a pipe. He used "Half & Half" tobacco brand and it had a distinctive smell to it. It was a nice smell, comforting even. After all, my dad was the greatest dad ever and when you could smell his tobacco, then he must be nearby. I loved my dad dearly and I hope my kids will love me as much as that. Anyway, on to my point...
I have the office to myself today. So I have some Cash playing probably a little too loudly and am in the "programming zone". All of a sudden I can smell his tobacco. Dad has been dead 22 years now and I can still immediately recognize that smell. It was here for a few, brief seconds, then it was gone.
hmmm....I wonder what that was all about.
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