Lucky Number 6

When the wife and I were dating and I was still in Cheyenne I found my favorite smell. Previously I would have said fahrenheit was my favorite smell, but then I found a bottle of Lucky Number 6.

You know those smells that take you back? This smell takes me back to a red 2006 Mitsubishi Eclipse, sun on our faces, and no cares in the world. For me it was a time of zero fucks, finding myself and losing myself at the same time.
And then I met her and everything changed. Cheyenne became Denver and hills formed into mountains.

Mountains became a home and there appeared our memories. Two of them.

We became more than just friends and then in the end I smelled it again.

Lucky number six.

-Opinionated Man



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