Flotsam And Jetsam

Some scents, the scalp of a newborn baby’s head for instance or the accumulated odour of split-logs stored in the woodshed year after year are difficult, perhaps even impossible to describe other than to say that when you smell them you know they are the real thing all right. The same principle could be applied to all sensory impressions and memory too: why some scenes make a lasting impression and others fade away, the flotsam and jetsam of the inner world except that it might be the things that we forget or fail to register that are the keys to the door.
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