Senses

Our senses amaze me, the way the brain works to pick up so much going on. The ears and the way they can recognize a voice they haven't heard in months, the eyes and the way someone looks is burned into your memory, your nose and the way a simple fragrence brings back so many memories and feelings, and the lips, that so easily remember the kisses they've had. The way your skin ripples and curves to remember an embrace of comfort. So many memories are stored in our senses. Sitting out here on my back porch finishing off a cigarette, the smell reminding me of many good times I've had with friends down at the station. The smell of laundry dryer sheets floating in the breeze reminds me of good times at work, and the closeness I've had to people. The warm summer air and the way it blows on my skin and reminds me of warm nights under the stars....