Lately smells have been intense.

Smelling poachers as they spotlight at night

Smelling the memories as those people who travel the forest roads. Some fucking, one dying, many  trying to relax

Smelling anger of current events

Smelling. Smelling. Smelling.

So much.

Yet for all the intensity it still comes through, the smell of food, fresh air, life, and the smell of perfume.