Sunday night was movie night in the suburb and I stole some of mom's new perfume to let the scent accent the experience. Tiny drops behind my ears before rushing off to meet Anna-Lena at the theatre.
Candy. Darkness. Silence. Opening titles. The perfume hit my nose. Hit my brain. Surrounded all my senses and made my heart race. Oh! How madly I fell in love with the cute guy in "Stand By Me". I think his name was Will.
For months to come I put some of mom's perfume in the bath water and when I dipped my toes, legs, body in the hot water it was like imagining someone swallowing me. Preferably Will.
Photograph, text, and Swenglish syntax © Sandra 2006
