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-10:59 AM
Something I found myself thinking about last night. I always heard that the sense of smell is one of the most powerful senses used to trigger memories. At least, I heard a variation of what I just said, and I admit I'm paraphrasing. And I'm finding it effects me at work a little.
One of the women I work with has some hand lotion thing, and it smells like coconut. It smells /strongly/ of coconut. And I've said this to a few people, and was agreed with. The smell of coconut reminds me of Malibu Rum, which makes me think of Pina COladas, and makes me hum that 'Pina Colada' song from a ways back under my breath while I'm working. I don't have any specific memories connected to it, but in winter, it's definitely a warm thought. Warmer, since I've been letting my imagination run wild in places that I don't think I'm going to discuss in my Livejournal, thank you very much. ;)
But, no one there has asked me why my face is red and I have that smile, so I don't really have to say much. But I keep surprising myself that my imagination is that vivid.
Something I found myself thinking about last night. I always heard that the sense of smell is one of the most powerful senses used to trigger memories. At least, I heard a variation of what I just said, and I admit I'm paraphrasing. And I'm finding it effects me at work a little.
One of the women I work with has some hand lotion thing, and it smells like coconut. It smells /strongly/ of coconut. And I've said this to a few people, and was agreed with. The smell of coconut reminds me of Malibu Rum, which makes me think of Pina COladas, and makes me hum that 'Pina Colada' song from a ways back under my breath while I'm working. I don't have any specific memories connected to it, but in winter, it's definitely a warm thought. Warmer, since I've been letting my imagination run wild in places that I don't think I'm going to discuss in my Livejournal, thank you very much. ;)
But, no one there has asked me why my face is red and I have that smile, so I don't really have to say much. But I keep surprising myself that my imagination is that vivid.
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last night i suggested to ian our first dance should be to jack black's rendition of "let's get it on". i got the feeling he found it a tad inappropriate.