This is for all the people who stuck with “it” for years. The times you tried to convince me to get rid of it.
The Car Rides, the hotel rooms, the homes that were filled over the years with the wet, acidity smell.
Brought back from Cali, some six years ago. Because, why not. Right?
Shoe laces worn out, forming a loose, rasta like dreadlock have been replaced.
Desinfection spray, special Ski - & Snowboard Boot driers, nights spent on the balcony… Nothing could erase the scent until abandoned in a foreclosed room.
Many time I tried to replace, but could never find a rightful replacement.
So here we are, one more season on our tongues. From frosty temperatures to slushy conditions. Still wet when I slip my toes into it.
This if for you my old friend. See you next year. Maybe. Almost positive.
Sorry guys.