Interior Semi-Gloss Latex Enamel

I dug out an old can of house paint to do a little touch-up painting. I popped the top off and looked down into the can. When the paint fumes wafted up to my nose, the smell immediately took me back to when I painted the apartment almost four years ago. My anxieties shifted to those I had at the time, my mood changed, my posture adjusted itself. It was completely overwhelming for just that one moment. A second later, it had passed. It’s not that 1999 was a really exceptional time, but the sensation was so sudden and strong and also completely unexpected and fleeting.

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