Today when I was filling up my tank the pump handle malfunctioned and fell out of the tank, spilling gas all over the truck and the ground! Of course, I tried to catch it and got gas on my hand. YUCK!
The smell immediately took me back to the 70s, when Poss and I were in a car accident. When I got a whiff of my gas-o-hand, I immediately --though transiently-- got nauseated from the gasoline aroma. Floods of memories came back. Ick!
It's times like these to reflect on what's good in life and how fortunate I have been!
1 comment:
Make the smell go away!
I still flinch and pull to the right (slightly) when I see a white car approaching me too fast from behind.
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