There are three smells that hit me every so often and bring up strong feelings, deep down:
- Gasoline – Because I loved to sniff the fumes as a young kid. I realize this explains a lot.
- Dentist’s office – I went to the dentist this morning and I could smell that dentist-y smell just going up the stairs, before I even opened the office door. It’s so powerful. I think it’s the same smell we’ll all catch a whiff of moments before the world ends in 2012.
- Canteloupe – Reminds me of my grandparents’ house.
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