wandering out a little far in the dark

It's all about smells, I'm convinced. Just doing my homework, reading Grendel for English (I've decided I like it, but it's a tough book), and the smell of stash triple ginseng brewed several hours ago just permeates everything - entirely unique, bringing back an entire set of perceptions from an earlier era. I love that. Doesn't matter where you are, how far away you go, there are olfactory keys to locked doors in your brain. It's just a matter of finding them.

Current Music: Miles Davis, Bitches Brew