hmmmmm there's so many specific ones that do it for me. I despise the Vera Bradley store smell; it reminds me of my mom dragging me to the PX on base when I was a kid and having to wait hours for her to finish shopping. I collect old books, so the scent has kinda permeated my room, which I absolutely love. It's comforting, and helps me imagine what I want my dream house to look like when I can afford one. Pine needles are another favorite, they remind me of Yosemite in the winter. I went camping with my family when I was ten or so, and what I remember most is walking out to this lake that had frozen over, and it was absolutely silent except for our footsteps. So peaceful