Monday, September 18, 2006

A Lacuna Project

They say that lost memories can be triggered when you see, hear or smell something which your brain remembers even if your mind doesn't.

And on this lazy afternoon when I have a couple of hours to kill before the working day starts, a combination of all three threw me back a year or so.

Not really the oops-take-a-step-back kinda throw, but more of a judo-slam-into-the-parquet-floor variety.

But yeah, an empty house to myself, the smell of afternoon rain, brown-coloured bedsheets with the light falling on it at just the right angle, still clad in pyjamas, the feeling of not having anything to do at all for the moment. Then the right Heather Nova song comes on the the key turns in the lock and everything becomes too too familiar.

I remember being particularly intrigued by the topic of synthetic/implanted memories in school. There's a proper term for it... but it eludes me at the moment.

Haha where's Lacuna when you need 'em.

1 comments:

mangomaiden said...

prosthetic memory, i believe...

yes, those days of an unnameably scented breeze - where rain and the morning after meant feelings other than sorrow.