All the smells are making me nauseous. My head hurts because the million things I smell…. My little sister’s sun block, the leather smell of my mom’s shoes, my dad’s cologne or aftershave or whatever the hell that is, the printer paper of maybe it’s the printer ink or just the printer in general. There’s coffee in the back apparently and a plant across the room. Then there’s the smell of my sneeze a moment ago and yes I CAN smell a sneeze. Yuck. I feel yucky.