i think i am extra-prone to certain smells. maybe. like the outdoors usually has a very specific scent to me depending on the weather or the season or the type of light or even the color outside. is that weird?
this is kinda like synesthesia i think...well except not, but according to my psychology professor it's when people perceive letters, numbers, time, or music as certain colors, scents, or dimensions. it's a neurologically-based phenomenon and I think it would be incredibly wonderful to have. like, i wonder what color my voice would be? or would my clothes have a certain sound? or when I sing, what shapes would it sound like?
anyways, I don't think I have this, but when I walked outside today, the sky was ivory colored, the clouds and sun were feathery, the snow was drifting slowly, and it smelled like winter.
i think i've always smelled seasons and weather. when it rains, it always smells like worms. i don't mean that in a disgusting way at all, but when it rains they all come out of their little holes and lay vagrant on the streets, so it's no wonder it smells this way. of course, the vibrance of the grass and leaves are all intermixed with this, and it all comes out into this woody, fresh, exhilerating scent.
anyhow, its winter now. it smells lovely. and i loved walking in the scent today.
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