Do you have a memory that’s linked to a smell?

Aren’t most of them?

Ok, I have a specific one actually. There’s a certain combination of diesel and/or airplane fuel, cigarettes, and cold that reminds me of hugging my dad after he’d come home from a worktrip. He had this grey leather jacket that he always wore, and it just smelled like airports after he’d get home. So I think of that smell as both “dad getting home” and “airports” and it’s mostly still true of airports, except for the ciggies, thankfully.