You know how there are some things that just remind you of home? I have mine (sorta).
There's one thing that reminds me I'm almost home. The City of Los Angeles planted night blooming jasmine in the median on the offramp of my exit. By the time I'm getting home, the jasmine is in full bloom (for the night). The sweet scent reminds me that I'm about to see my wife and kids. Smelling that after a long, stressful haul on the freeway signals the journey is just about done - and consequently, calms me and relieves any stress. I now make it a point to roll down the window as I exit the freeway so as to not miss my scented signal.
It's funny how we literally have to stop and smell the flowers in order to remember what's important.
