On The Road Timothy Han Edition Perfumes 2015
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He keeps sending me out on the road
Monday morning, already slightly annoyed as I went over and over the schedule for the coming week during the sleepless night. Bleak. Mourning the time when travel was still on the agenda, when the aperitif was the start of nice, long evenings.
Showered and dressed, I reach for On the road, put on the scent, close my eyes and enjoy the beginning of a wonderful journey.
You can literally hear the fire where you stand in the smoke of the birch wood. The journey begins. The warmth of the fire transfers to the tar, which mingles its aromas with those of the birch wood.
Somewhere in the distance, the tires of a car spin.
The fire draws to a close and I drape my leather jacket around the shoulders of my companion. We decide to continue the evening in a bar. Over drinks, the smell of tobacco mingles with the aromas of the birch wood and the leather of my jacket.
The wonderful night is coming to an end, the rising sun can already be seen. Thinking of future travels, I enjoy the sunrise and the scent of lemon and lavender.
I wouldn't mind if the journey went on and on like this. By now, the morning has progressed a bit and I find that home offices are more bearable with the right scent. The journey continues into the afternoon of my office day and then fades out very gently.
Now it's time to work off a few more of the day's pending items. In the end, I realize - the day actually wasn't that bad.
Showered and dressed, I reach for On the road, put on the scent, close my eyes and enjoy the beginning of a wonderful journey.
You can literally hear the fire where you stand in the smoke of the birch wood. The journey begins. The warmth of the fire transfers to the tar, which mingles its aromas with those of the birch wood.
Somewhere in the distance, the tires of a car spin.
The fire draws to a close and I drape my leather jacket around the shoulders of my companion. We decide to continue the evening in a bar. Over drinks, the smell of tobacco mingles with the aromas of the birch wood and the leather of my jacket.
The wonderful night is coming to an end, the rising sun can already be seen. Thinking of future travels, I enjoy the sunrise and the scent of lemon and lavender.
I wouldn't mind if the journey went on and on like this. By now, the morning has progressed a bit and I find that home offices are more bearable with the right scent. The journey continues into the afternoon of my office day and then fades out very gently.
Now it's time to work off a few more of the day's pending items. In the end, I realize - the day actually wasn't that bad.
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