Getting rid of the stench

This morning I was jogging through the park where I run every day. People are cleaning up the last bits of stage and other remains of Shakespeare in the park that ended on Sunday. When I passed by the spot where the porta potties were, the stench was still there. Someone carried them off yesterday but there it was. The stink from everything everyone had left there for weeks still hung in the air.

There are places and things everywhere that trigger memories. And sometimes the good ones turn bad; leave that foul oder behind you can't get rid of. It happens to everyone. It takes time for the air to clear from anything unpleasant like a breakup.

Whatever you do, don't just get used to the stench. No one wants the smell of porta potties lingering around wherever they go. Replace it with good memories. Talk, write, sing, draw it - anything to let it out so it doesn't explode inside of you. That's what I did in my blog yesterday called Breakup sex.

In time there will be new restaurants that hold special memories. Thoughts of different vacation spots where you've had adventures with friends or a lover will replace the old ones. And when you put that sweater or pair of earrings on he gave you (assuming you didn't burn them!), you won't have that bitter taste in your mouth. Instead you'll see them as things to wear that make you even more fabulous.

Love to the single girls,
Addison