Blanket that faintly smells like your ex-boyfriend.

That Victoria’s Secret lotion your mom used to have that they discontinued in 1997. It was like cucumbers or something?

Chlorine from a swimming pool wafting onto the sidewalk from a basement gym.

Matzoh ball soup.

Old printing press.

Pizza at 1am.

Onion and garlic and ginger cooked together in ghee for about 10 minutes.

Subway bread.

The pavement after a rainstorm mixed with the smell of your own skin.

The sea but not too much.

The inside of a cardboard box when you were five.

Whatever the opposite of new car smell is.

This one sunscreen I have that smells like orange creamsicle but with that sunscreen smell underneath it.

Your own underwear because c’mon.