It happened again today. I stepped off the bus and crossed the street. I took a deep breath and the scent in the air, the wind in my face, brought the memory to mind.
December 23, 2012...
I'm in Norway, spending Christmas in Trondheim. The wind is blowing gently, cold but not too cold. I'm walking in the city centre, on my own for a great adventure of Christmas shopping where few people speak English. Christmas decorations are subtle and humble. It's overcast but it's a beautiful day.
I blink, the memory fades, I'm back in Ottawa. Like a special memory associated to a special scent, a moment of weather draws me back to a moment of my past, letting me relive that day from a few years past or a decade or almost my lifetime.
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