Unexpected scents

(from perfume to bones to space)

In November, I had a lot of unexpected and urgent dental work done and realized, as my beloved dentist was drilling into my teeth, turning parts of a few of them into dust, that the inside of our bones have a scent. “Oooo aaa a enn!” I shouted enthusiastically. My dentist withdrew the drill from my mouth. “Bones have a scent!” I repeated. We geeked out on this. Bones do have a scent. So does space, apparently.

Today, write about an unexpected scent, whatever that means to you.