The smell used to be putrid like burning plastic. Now when I smell the smoke, or just the pipe it sends a rush of psychedelic nostalgia through my body, it almost arouses me, or lures me in. Anyone who has done it knows the feeling of the second or third hit, you feel like your being pulled slowly to the very top of the roller coaster, and you know whats coming, after one more hit the sudden stomach pulling drop that sends excitement throughout your body. It's over all too quickly and you're left wanting to experience more of this amazing roller coaster.
There's your roller coaster analogy again, which I love, it's spot on. Even with only one trial under my belt I'm already attached to the... interesting smell. I've got some dirty gritty Jungle Spice that smells IDENTICAL to moth balls, which I've always hated (it was my least favorite thing about going to my grandma's house lol) but now have grown a new affinity to
