AND IT TOOK MY BREATH AWAY. .

I have always had a tiny, yet powerful nose.  Think you keep your house spotless?  I can still smell last night's dinner and I know that the cat is hidden in the basement when company comes.

Now, I fear, that I am smelling for two.

Case #1
Small meeting in my boss' office.  I could smell the small, blue, rubber football he nervously tosses when in discussion.  In fact, it was so strong that I felt like I had just eaten an entire SET OF FOUR COOPER TIRES!

Case #2
The usual twenty minute trip to the grocery store felt more like a 4 hour crawl through your friendly neighborhood house of horrors.  Everytime I passed by one of the little old sample ladies, I just wanted to punch them in the face.  Yeah!  I got something for YOU to sample, LADY!  Did I mention the Hulk-like anger issue lately?

Case #3
Don't judge me.  I have always liked the smell of gasoline.  This afternoon, however, I got a whiff and nearly swooned into the island trash bin.    Times, they are a changin'.

Everything that I read and discussed with my Veteran-friend tells me that there is no medicine for this ill.  Hopefully, I'll grow through it sooner than later.  For, now, avoid, avoid, avoid!

REVIEW:  Everything stinks.  EveryONE stinks.  Awful smells exist as grotesque tastes in your mouth.  It's a lesson in control.  You have none.  Go get a PBJ Sandwich as a palate cleanser.