I am often amazed by the strong nostalgic properties odors have. Sometimes you smell a certain flower - and in a glimpse of an eye you are transported to the day when you caught the first warm day and were running in the fields. A man passed by you on the street - and a subtle trail of his perfumes reminded of an old and sad love story from the past. And sometimes it’s enough just to climb into His warm sweater - and you can be a little girl, plunge into a sense of security and confidence. And the world seems in some way kinder. Think about it, the world is full of memories. They can be obtained from anywhere. And smells are no exception.