Weird how sensations can be completely different! For days I’ve noticed a strange smell in my house’s stairway. I detected: shoes. Feet. Dusty shoe closet. Not knowing where it comes from.
A friend came to see me and I asked her to tell me spontaneously what she thought it would smell like there. She said within a second: „Basmati rice“.
Since then I try to figure out the similarity between both worlds. Good training anyway. The commonness of totally unfitting things / realities.
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