Thé Vert Roger & Gallet 2000

Today I was green with envy.
Full of complexes.
Full of headaches.
Full of unbearable thoughts.

So I made myself a yuzu.
And first screamed yuzu.

Was refreshed.
Was surprised.
Was ready for a light green tea.

But waiting and drinking tea was not an option.
Needed a bath with natural soap first.
Made of real verbena with purple flowers and earthy green leaves.
Dived into azure pale green sea worlds of my home bathtub.
Hopped out. So refreshed my soul like a poison green grasshopper.

Gone was the scent.
My rage.
My troubled thoughts.

Thought.
Until the next day.

The next day I thought the scent was coming from my plants.
But I smelled it on my T-shirt.
What dark green florality.
What delight.
What uniqueness.

... and all at once I became addicted to that effect the next day.

Knew the wait would always be worth it in life.

A black cat was also just a myth and not a bad omen.

A Friday the 13th no reason for superstition or dark self-fulfilling prophecies.

A moment of anger, not a basis for long-term decisions.

That's how I fell in love.
In the fragrance.
In the calm.

... and the certainty that there is always tomorrow.