Your Time Capsule to Love Again...

When I was 20, I worked at Hermès, and someone there said something that stayed with me forever: Scent and sound are the only things that can truly make your mind time travel.

It’s true. We romanticize time machines in movies, but all it really takes is a single song—or a whiff of perfume—and boom: you’re back. You remember the room, the person, the feeling. You feel it.

People always talk about how to spice things up in a relationship (myself included—cue the shameless Glissant plug). Lingerie. Toys. New positions. And listen, that’s great… but if I’m being honest? Most days, the last thing I want to do is squeeze my tired, hormonal, slightly bloated body into something lacy and pretend I feel sexy.

Because I don’t. Not always.

Not right now.

But then the other night, a song came on—and just like that, I was 26 again. Tipsy, laughing, falling in love. It hit me:

Maybe the spark isn’t about doing something new.

Maybe it’s about going back.

Back to the beginning.

To when you first fell in love.

When your stomach flipped just seeing his name pop up.

When you’d get ready for hours just in case you bumped into him or her.

When a cologne/perfume could bring you to your knees.

What were you wearing? What song was playing? What did their hair smell like?

These details may seem small, but they built the foundation of your love.

That’s what you need to tap back into.

But that visit reminded me—connection comes from truth. From history.

And if you want to reconnect with your partner, start there.

Revisit the old mixtape. Watch the movie that made you fall for them. Make the dinner you used to cook when you had no money but endless love. The moments that mattered most were never about how much you had. They were about how much you felt.

One of my clearest memories? Him walking through the door, in a ridiculous horrible outfit, smelling like heaven. I don’t remember the bills, the stress, the laundry. I remember wanting to kiss him so badly I could barely breathe.

Now we’ve all got more—more stuff, more stress, more distance. But when I think about what I miss, it’s not the things. It’s the feelings.

And look—You get one shot at this life. No one knows how long they get to live it, so why not be honest with the partner you chose?

You’ve got nothing to lose.

Say what you need to say.

Feel everything.

Life’s too short to fuck around and not be fully connected—soul to soul, with pure trust.

If you're feeling disconnected, don’t look for something new.

Go back.

Go to the moment it all began.

Say what you felt.

Say what you still feel ( good or bad ). Be willing to listen and learn.

That’s where the spark lives.

And hey—shameless plug—if none of that works…

Buy Glissant.

At the very least, it’ll make everything feel a hell of a lot better.