Scientists have proven that our olfactory sense is the most direct route to memory — and yet we can’t keep any of it.
When I write, I aim in my mind not toward New York but toward a vague spot a little to the east of Kansas…
What if you lost your grandfather, but he just won’t go away? And what if he’s got an agenda?
Imagine someone you knew did this for you on a daily basis. Imagine you were someone for someone else.
Moments are slippery things. We can record them, but there’s no true way to relive them. A ratty T-shirt that smells like your old boyfriend is not your old boyfriend.