Nose in the air. Part 1

A lot of people have forgotten the smells and aroma of their childhood. The 'new new' smell of Christmas clothes, the way you bury your nose in that new pair of sneakers or shoes. That dusty almost caustic smell of Harmattan and the heavy almost suffocating aroma of rain-forest trees proclaiming the advent of the rainy season. Some smells and scents have the ability to bring tears to your eyes whether because you are peeling an onion or remembering your crazy Uncle Gregory who loved women, wine and Davidoff Cool Water. I have a weakness for soft cotton sprayed with Old Spice. As my little niece eloquently explained "Uncle, some clothing materials are squishable."  . Yes, i agree. Let me formally define the word squishable". A material is deemed squishable when you can continuously roll and crumple said material in your hand (squishing) and you like the feeling and/or texture of said material so much that you unconsciously start sucking your tongue. Any public display of squishing is taboo for adults because a) you will look really retarded. b) You might get shot by the cops who may misinterpret your squishing actions as a form of masturbation. Improbable you may think? Consider this, a particularly soft material such as soft flannel with say 3 drops of DKNY Be Delicious sprayed on it evokes a feeling that can only be explained as eating a summer day through your hands and nose. Squishing this aromatic material would cause your eyes to roll back in your head and you may suffer a few happy fits. I will leave that open to any interpretation your horrible mind may decide to dredge from whatever gutter it currently lives in. Most adults have lost the ability to enjoy a good squish and as such do not understand a child's fixation on a certain blanket/pillow/piece of clothing but we, the few, understand the comfort and happiness of squishing that one material that takes you straight to your place of peace.

P.S Thumbsuckers are also part of our clan, they are the equivalent of country cousins who just pee against a tree instead of looking around for a toilet sign.