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last weekend i went to see one of my younger cousins become an eagle scout. It took place in this cute little church in pottstown, pa. While entering and walking down the halls with my aunt i noticed art work on the walls. They have some kind of pre-k program going on there. Then all a sudden i take a breath in and smell construction paper and paste (not glue, lets not confuse the two!). Wow it took me back to that age for a split second. We all know how certains smells triger memory. Though that is something i haven't experianced in such a long time. With the smell felt safety and warmth, innocence, and feeling carefree. Feelings as adults we tend to lose when we are addressed with the real actions and behaviors in our world today. I try not to forget things and i try to make sure i enjoy them. Maybe we don't know when we will feel that memory again!