conditioned smell

as i was walking up the stair from our company's kitchen i was hit with the lingering scent of our air conditioning. my mind shot back to the memories of riding the packed rush hour subway last summer in nyc. sweaty and uncomfortable, praying that the car's one vent would be strong enough to aid in the slightest relief. fresh, with a hint of some cooling agent. stale, yet comforting,the breeze had such a distinct smell - it sometimes able to make its way through the dominating body oder of the passenger next to me. i guess sometimes the air here likes to mimic that of the great city of new york's underground flow.