Catch My Drift?

Do you know how I know that editing is what I want to do for the rest of my life?

I can't stop smelling my skin when I come home from work at a publishing house.

It sounds weird, I know, but even after I leave the building I can smell the toner and the new paper and the ideas on me, and I can't get enough of it.  It is the sweetest smell.

If I can come home from work every day for the rest of forever smelling like that, I will be very happy indeed.