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Making stuff to distract myself from existential dread

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Candle scents can help mask other odors, they can set a vibe, they can pin you to a particular time of year, and they can help form scent memories.

I tend to like the mundane act of checking each candle in a store's shelves in order. Independent boutiques tend to be a gold mine for bespoke candle scents. My favorite candle is one that I first saw in one such boutique in the Ballard neighborhood of Seattle. It had a combination of scents: pine woodsy and citrus fruity to balance it that avoided all of those perfumey candles I've tried. The pine doesn't smell like a car air refreshener, and the orange is strong but not too sweet. The candle is made of soy wax and has a wooden wick that crackles from time to time when it's lit.

Good and Well Supply Company's Sitka spruce candle

This candle began as a scent that my partner and I liked and thought it made our home feel cozier during the Seattle winters. Then, as we continued to move around from state to state, we brought the candle with us and have bought several replacements. Smelling the candle brings me back to that cozy feeling even though I don't live in the PNW anymore.

At this point, the candle has been discontinued by Good and Well Supply Co. You can no longer find it on their website. The last couple candles we got were through resellers and marked up to a point where it was hard to justify. It's a tricky thing to have scent memory be so strong and tied to a specific part of your life that you miss, and for it to be so dependent on businesses that could innovate your favorite out of existence.

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Many and many years ago, before my tech career took off, I was a Starbucks barista. It was a nice job, as food service goes; there are awful customers, but most people who go there sincerely want to enjoy themselves.

I vividly remember one customer who I saw in December, two consecutive years, and spoke to her both times. She was there for a very specific reason, which one of my other coworkers had trouble taking seriously so they sent her to me.

This woman explained that she had been in a car accident, many years ago, and lost her sense of smell - with one exception. There was one scent she was able to perceive. She didn't know whether it was psychosomatic, and didn't care; it was real to her, and it was a gateway into an aspect of life that had been stolen from her.

The scent was one of the coffee bean blends that Starbucks sold. It was one of the seasonal blends, so it was only available at certain times of year. She was there to stock up by buying as much as she could, to last her the entire year.

It wasn't even the most popular blend at that time of year; she couldn't smell Starbucks Christmas Blend. She could only smell Starbucks Decaf Christmas Blend. We only had a few bags.

I advised her on how to use the scent valve to check on the bags without opening them, and on how to store them to make them last as long as possible. She went away happy. It must have worked, because she came back the next year and did it again.

Starbucks as a corporate entity is bad. They are famous for their illegal union-busting activities, which I decry. Furthermore, coffee shops are culturally important in ways that I could go on at length about, and placing them in a corporate context sharply reduces their revolutionary potential. Nonetheless, "a trace of the true self exists in the false self".

I still smile when I think about that.