Tuesday, March 13, 2007

There Is A Spot

In the stairwell of the parking garage near my office that smells just like my dad's workshop on the farm.


1 comment:

nate-nate-bo-bate said...

I've actually heard a scientific reasoning for this. I can't remember the specifics, but it basically said something to the effect that you categorize smells and if two things happen to smell very similarly, the new one re-opens the scent memory of the old one.

I think it said it was one of those evolutionary left-overs from when we actually needed a stronger sense of smell to survive.

In either case, this sort of thing happens to me often, where something or some place smells so familiar that it reminds me of something from my past. It's really fascinating.