Every morning I stand in the same spot in the same subway car. There is a woman with a similar schedule who also gets in the same doors and stands nearby. Her hair smells absolutely incredible. It smells something like two honeysuckles copulating on a warm spring day while eating grandma’s homemade brownies. My eyes roll back into my skull, toes curl, and I hold back a euphoric groan with each whiff. I always try to stand behind her, lean in, flare my nostrils and let the scent slowly ease its way inside so as not to overwhelm me. It's a sensation I savor and then crave. I normally see her at least 3 or 4 times a week but the last time I smelled her hair was last Wednesday. I haven't seen her since. Now I get headaches every morning. I’ve taken to sniffing spicy brown mustard, it gets rid of the headaches, but always ends up in a nose bleed 2 or 3 hours later. I’m not sure what to do.
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