Date: Monday, 30 January 2012 09:48 am (UTC)
Smell is also so powerful/evocative. When I was a young teen, my mom brought home some tuberoses. When the scent filled the house I felt hugely, inexplicably sad. Turns out they were in the house just after my stepdad died (I was about 7 at the time). Weird how memories can be jogged.
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