Sentimental Nothing

I'm too nostalgic. I suppose it's because I pull old deodorant's off the shelves of grocery stores that I used to wear to some how evoke the essence of a time in my life. My first deodorant, age 13, Berry Blossom by Teen Spirit (yes I was striving for a cliche) will mean changing for gym in junior high. Secret's Lavender gel, moving to Portland. My nostalgic sentimental creepyness doesn't stop there, it's walking to area's of town that are out of my way just to feel how I felt in days passed. This is a little quirky, I know, the fact is I am embracing the feeling of humiliating myself too much these days. Who knows maybe you do it too..