Smell of Success
When I was a child I used to always have this habit of sniffing my fingers after successfully completed some challenging task. It was a strange tick that I had that still seems persistent today after all these years. Perhaps it was a way for me to mentally log through my sense of smell (which is so strong in our memories) these moments and emotions of joy and accomplishment.
I recall that the majority of the time, I was either playing video games or playing basketball. The smell of the game controllers were addicting, perhaps being soaked by my own sweaty hands after playing for hours that got me excited. The scent of a dirty basketball was a mix between leather and dirt from the ground that reminded me shot after shot how much better I was becoming in the sport.
Strange isn’t it?
