I was walking behind a garbage truck today. (Well, really, I was holding my breath and trying not to pass out behind a garbage truck today.)
And I was almost out from behind it when I unfortunately had to breathe. And what I smelled was disgusting. For sure. But it was also sweet. A cloying sweet smell of decay. But stil sweet.
So, for a girl that had not one, but two nails in her car’s tires when she got home and had an overall bad Monday, it is nice to know that sometimes, even garbage days can be … a little sweet.