I'm overwhelmed with sensory flashbacks about my maternal grandmother all of a sudden and I don't know why. Her perfume, her voice, the bumpy texture of her "train case" (1950s cosmetic case) that she always carried to our house on the airplanes from California, like a Jackie O hand bag. I loved her train case. I can remember the arrangement of all her items inside. It opened out like a fishing tackle box. I can feel the texture of the nightgowns she made for me. I remember she ate white, pickled onions from a jar. It's not quite synaesthesia but I am having strong sensory memories, completely unsolicited. I usually only think about my father's side of the family so this is a very odd sensation. She died in 2001 and I spent that summer in LA. I came back just about a week before 911.
Are you having synaesthesia or do you wish you were?
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