It might be gross

I sneezed on my arm. Not a snotty one, just the reaction to a little tickle in my nose. So it was just spit that I sprayed everywhere.

I can't stop smelling my arm now. For as long as I can remember, I've loved the smell of my own dry spit. I think it might be my absolute favorite smell. Every time I encounter it, I have to experience it for as long as it is still there. I sucked my thumb well longer than I should have, and I think the smell was part of it. If I sucked my thumb now, think how much I could smell it later!

It's nice to know that I'll be going to sleep to it. Hmmm.