Essayist

Notes:
Sage, Green Tea
Lavender, Iris
Cedar, Hay, Musk

Scent Story:
Through the window, I can see the forest, where tree roots intertwine in a mysterious tangle. The ancient trees breathe heavily, a silent weight in the air. At a desk carved from wood, I slowly pen down the story of my life. As I sip herbal tea steeped with dried green leaves, there is a feeling of serenity for the past. I close my journal, step outside, and take a deep breath. Becoming one with the forest, I look inward, rooting myself as if a tree to the earth, and prepare for the next chapter.