Isn't it remarkable how much smell influences the mind?

My trigger smell is Pine-Sol Original. When I was homeless, the one shelter I was in reeked of it. If I walk into a gas station etc., now that smells of it, the hair stands up on the back of my neck, I get nauseous and unless I absolutely can't - I'll turn around and walk right out the door.

On the other hand, sometimes smell is good: Crayons for example. I'm also one of those weird people who like things like the smell of asphalt, gasoline, bleach (not mixed together, no no...) stale beer, dumpster-in-the-summer trashy breeze... LOL. You know... Is it any wonder I loved going to New Orleans?