Man, those glue fumes from art class are coming back to me... used to love the smell in a messed up way. Pretty sure I huffed enough model cement to permanently haze over a few memories. Like, I'll blank on a friend's name mid-sentence or lose my phone while it's in my hand. Guess that explains my knack for forgetting where I parked. Good times, good times.

That bad, huh? Is being messy really such a big problem?

Never thought a simple stake could fix that. Mind changed.

Scent really ties the whole vibe together, doesn't it.

Seriously, videos show the physical handling way better than any old text blog could.