I wanna go back
and do it all over but I can’t go back I know.
I was shopping at Big Lots yesterday, looking for some cheap conditioner when a bottle of Flex caught my eye. A bottle of what? You may ask. I know….I don’t recall hearing of it in the past 15 years or so. I used it when I was a teenager, and let me tell you…when I saw that bottle, I snatched it up, flipped open the cap, and sniffed for all I was worth. It whisked me back to 7th grade in an instant. I bought it, of course.
Today my hair smells oh-so-flex-alicious. How can a smell make me happy? Aromatherapy at its best.
“I Wanna Go Back” by Eddie Money


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I’ve never heard of this stuff, but I totally know how a smell can swoop you right back to your childhood.