Something Dead

I tried to go to sleep, but just kept smelling this horrible odor. I sniffed my pillow, I sniffed my pits. I even sniffed her pillow and was convinced it was her pillow case. It smelled like something dead.

SO I removed her pillow case and laid back down. But there was that smell again. Maybe it was coming from outside. So I got up and stepped outside and the wind whipped around my head and I said through the window, "It's out here--something really strong."

So I came in and closed the window. But I still smelled it. I sprayed neutralizer all over the room. No change. I went to the bathroom medicine cabinet for some aspirin, because the smell had given me a headache. I opened the mirrored door and my eyes caught the ear wax removal bottle.

Then it hit me.

I had put some in my clogged ears earlier. I reached up and poked my finger into my ear and sniffed it. Oh my god.

The whole time, I couldn't get away from that smell because I was carrying it around in my ears.

So the next time you smell something dead...

Something Dead

Ema's Sense of Smell

My girlfriend, Emma, has recently discovered the power of her own gift of intuition. She's a baby- psychic, really. She also has an uncanny sense of smell. Once when we were getting in my van, she sniffed the air like a bloodhound and said, "Someone just lit a cigarette--" and then frowned over at me, since I'm a smoker and she's not, and we always go round and round about it. It wasn't me, and I accused her of being so sensitive, that she imagines things.

Well, we pulled away from the curb, and around the corner. And there stood a young man puffing away. She looked over at me victoriously, and I could only shake my head. Scary, really, these visions of things and people and objects that prove accurate. At night while she's falling asleep, she has graphic images of snakes and big rocks falling on her head. This sounds like the sort of images I should be having, but I digress...

Ema's Sense of Smell