So what do you do with the sadness? Do you just move on with your day as if nothing has happened? Do you clean obsessively? Do you blow off work and go get an ice cream cone? Do you stuff down your tears and hope they go away? Or do you get your car washed and an oil change? This perfumista did the latter. Yep. That's what I did with my sadness ... that is until I could sit with Jeffrey and talk it out hours later. And when we sat, I cried. And cried. I'm still crying. It feels like my house is crying, the sky is crying, the world is crying.
No, neither one of has a fatal illness, none of our loved ones died, and things are still relatively okay. My heart goes out to those dealing with those scenarios. The human spirit is amazing and the strength people can muster during times of sadness inspires me greatly. Thank goodness I married my husband. He sees the silver lining of it all and can be a rock of faith when I am lacking it.
So, perfumistas, I have a strange desire to wear a black fragrance today. I don't own any. Leather, incense, patchouli and woodsy notes have never struck my fancy. But right now, I wish I had one.
What is your favorite black fragrance?
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