In my “wild and crazy” days of not so long ago, my perfume of choice was: Obsession.
I had my share of other types of “obsessions” over the years. And most of them, I can’t blame/justify on being young and foolish either LOL.
Obsessions…a part of life but not what/who we can usually hold on to or make something that’s worthwhile from (in the big picture and grand scheme of life).
Good and sometimes… not so good.
For the most part, I’m still glad I had them.
Submitted for the OSI prompt: Obsession