My kitchen smells like onions and garlic. There are all kinds of cleaning products out there that would remove that smell or at the very least mask it. But I happen to like that smell, and I live alone. Case closed.
My house in general probably smells doggy. Which is embarrassing when I have visitors, but when I’m alone I really don’t smell it. And if I did, I’d just go into the kitchen and fry up some onions.
I’m not an unsanitary person, but my house definitely smells lived in. And I’m not sure how some odors became superior to others. I mean, some aromas are definite red flags, of course. Sewage. Rotting food. Disease. I do tend to avoid leaving dead bodies lying about whenever possible. People do talk. But why are floral smells superior to food smells? Why is the scent of pine preferable to the essence of a freshly bathed puppy?
Smell in general is very emotionally charged. Certain scents can bring you right back into your past. When I’m feeling particularly lonely, I pull out my late boyfriend’s T-shirt. It’s one of the few things of his that I was allowed to keep, and to me it smells like an embrace.
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