I got a brief flash of a Ren and Stimpy close-up of a nostril sucking in mothballs, from reading this comment.
But jokes aside, I can imagine that smell becoming a core memory down the road and will hit with instant nostalgia whenever you smell something similar.
I remember the smell of my Grandmother’s house every time I hear the song Teardrop by Massive Attack. I’m 9 years old, and I’m watching MTV, sitting on the living room carpet.
My grandmother’s closet - old wood, old clothes, and mothballs
I got a brief flash of a Ren and Stimpy close-up of a nostril sucking in mothballs, from reading this comment.
But jokes aside, I can imagine that smell becoming a core memory down the road and will hit with instant nostalgia whenever you smell something similar.
I remember the smell of my Grandmother’s house every time I hear the song Teardrop by Massive Attack. I’m 9 years old, and I’m watching MTV, sitting on the living room carpet.