Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Smokin

Inhale, exhale. The most offensive sense. Great for memories (so i hear). Goes hand in hand with taste. Use to live by a pig farm. Can't escape the smell or the taste of that. Actually, that is great example of conditioning. It was nasty at first but you get use to it and then just block it out.
Never given it too much thought but I really enjoy this sense. I love the smell of skunk. Makes my mouth water like mushrooms do. I think it's the only sense that you can leave behind. It can travel around corners or through walls. You could even categorize people by their smell. Babies, old people, hippies (no offense, i like 'hippies') and so on. Hmmm.

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