Something smells so good

A few weeks ago, I met an older gentleman who smelled like soap. I felt like Hannibal Lectersniffing out Clarice’s soap in Silence of the Lambs. He smelled so good it was embarrassing to follow my nose in his direction. I couldn’t help it. I love the smell of soap. It’s the clean. So I told him he smelled nice and he told me, in turn, that after all of the years he’s been married he still loves the scent of his wife after a bath or shower. It’s the clean.

Yesterday, I was in the grocery store...