Olfactory Memory #1

Today I was walking down 3rd Avenue and someone threw a bucket of soapy water on the sidewalk and began mopping. The smell that rose up instantly made me see a stick of striped gum in my mind. My nose was filled with the scent of Fruit Stripe Gum. Artificial orangy-goodness.

GO SLOW

The reason I'm calling this brand new blog GO SLOW is because I think it's useful to me, maybe to you too. I can be impulsive. I can give up out of frustration or impatience. I can panic. But if I remember to go slow and take account of what is before me, well, then I have the chance to really run with the thing from the start.
I didn't make this sentiment up. I translated it from a popular song in another language, from another place and time. I'll explain it eventually. Right now, I'm going to GO SLOW.