Shinjuku Filth & Darrin Verhagen - [....]--- I remember a scent that I haven't smelled in a long time: The scent of dew on the spring greenery, at just before dawn.
But I smelled it All the Time. It was a cooler, more refreshing spring, three and four years ago, and I don't think that's just nostalgia talking. I remember how I felt, when I first read House of Leaves, talking about it, later with
damnedsaint, and going to the Masquerade, smoking, drinking, hanging around. And I remember, earlier than that, how it felt to ride around with
kyrael and Capiz, listening to Tool, and talking about magic, Runes, New Orleans, and Weird Shit. (Attrition - [Iae (In the Nursery Remix)]). And i remember that It Smelled Different.
It felt different.
There wasn't this choking, cloying smog of haze and heat, and I have to wonder if I get those back. Those feelings and smells.
Weird when the climate change affects your memories.
I should be asleep, or studying.
But I smelled it All the Time. It was a cooler, more refreshing spring, three and four years ago, and I don't think that's just nostalgia talking. I remember how I felt, when I first read House of Leaves, talking about it, later with
It felt different.
There wasn't this choking, cloying smog of haze and heat, and I have to wonder if I get those back. Those feelings and smells.
Weird when the climate change affects your memories.
I should be asleep, or studying.