Memory Triggers

[Mischka]

It's a favorite dress of mine, I've had it for ages and I wear it all of the time. Blue patterned wrap dress, flattering v-neck and rouched waist detail, finishing just above the knees. But this time, as I slipped it off the hanger, it reminded me of him.

Wearing the dress at dinner, seated across the table from him. Seeing his eyes wander to my décolleté time and again during our lively conversation. After dinner, feeling his hand around my waist as he led me back to the bedroom. Watching him unwrap the dress from my body and let it slip to the floor, his hands tracing the curves of my back and waist. The dress lay motionless on the floor for the rest of the night, while we got no sleep.

What has prompted an unexpected memory for you recently?

 

[toubab]

It's a favorite dress of mine, I've had it for ages and I wear it all of the time. Blue patterned wrap dress, flattering v-neck and rouched waist detail, finishing just above the knees. But this time, as I slipped it off the hanger, it reminded me of him.

Wearing the dress at dinner, seated across the table from him. Seeing his eyes wander to my décolleté time and again during our lively conversation. After dinner, feeling his hand around my waist as he led me back to the bedroom. Watching him unwrap the dress from my body and let it slip to the floor, his hands tracing the curves of my back and waist. The dress lay motionless on the floor for the rest of the night, while we got no sleep.

What has prompted an unexpected memory for you recently?

That was a very nice read.

 

[Lord Pmann]

For me, it's a sound. A specific chord, C#m. It vividly brings me back to this memory of a girl with whom I spent some time on a cruise in high school. I remember the song I was listening to over and over that week. Whenever I hear that chord played it triggers that memory. By no means do I have perfect pitch or am I able to recognize every chord, but that particular chord I can.

 

[bronzeage]

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[JAMESBJOHNSON]

It's a favorite dress of mine, I've had it for ages and I wear it all of the time. Blue patterned wrap dress, flattering v-neck and rouched waist detail, finishing just above the knees. But this time, as I slipped it off the hanger, it reminded me of him.

Wearing the dress at dinner, seated across the table from him. Seeing his eyes wander to my décolleté time and again during our lively conversation. After dinner, feeling his hand around my waist as he led me back to the bedroom. Watching him unwrap the dress from my body and let it slip to the floor, his hands tracing the curves of my back and waist. The dress lay motionless on the floor for the rest of the night, while we got no sleep.

What has prompted an unexpected memory for you recently?

No such thing as memory. Do your research. There is only recognition. So the answer to your question is, BECAUSE YOU CAN. Almost all of romance I simply our recognition planets aligning correctly like slot machine cherries.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp3LEGcHsPo

Gerald Edelman won a Nobel Prize for Medicine after he determined that our immune systems are idiosyncratic from conception. Most of us are immune to the same pathogens, but some aren't, and some are immune to more. Its why pathogens like anthrax do not kill all hosts. Immune hosts survive and anthrax is fucked when the species recovers and most are now immune to anthrax. 'Memory' operates the same.

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

For me, it's a sound. A specific chord, C#m. It vividly brings me back to this memory of a girl with whom I spent some time on a cruise in high school. I remember the song I was listening to over and over that week. Whenever I hear that chord played it triggers that memory. By no means do I have perfect pitch or am I able to recognize every chord, but that particular chord I can.

That was a girl fart you heard.

 

[SassyKatz71]

For me, a few songs. If I hear them they remind me of someone.Love the song still though.

 

[Lord Pmann]

That was a girl fart you heard.

That is my favourite classical piece by Bach. Girl Fart in C#m

 

[Conager]

I have a shirt like that. I was seeing a girl and she used to put it on all the time. I can still catch her perfume on the collar it seems like. It's been through the laundry a hundred times since so I know it is just my imagination.

 

[Cute3Kitty]

Happens to me all the time...my grandmother gave me this really pretty white handkerchief with pink flowers on it. Every time I see it or hold it in my hands I can almost feel her close to me. Whenever I cry having that handkerchief helps me calm down...it almost feels like she's there with me, comforting me. Sigh...I wish I could see her more often.

Also happens whenever summer time comes around...there is a certain smell in the air of rain or grass or something that triggers a really nostalgic feeling. Very interesting phenomenon from a neurological or psychological perspective.

 

[SassyKatz71]

Happens to me all the time...my grandmother gave me this really pretty white handkerchief with pink flowers on it. Every time I see it or hold it in my hands I can almost feel her close to me. Whenever I cry having that handkerchief helps me calm down...it almost feels like she's there with me, comforting me. Sigh...I wish I could see her more often.

Also happens whenever summer time comes around...there is a certain smell in the air of rain or grass or something that triggers a really nostalgic feeling. Very interesting phenomenon from a neurological or psychological perspective.

<3
Roses and the smell of them remind me of my Gramma.Who we lost when I was only 7. she used to grow such beautiful roses and spoil me rotten. she would let me sneak in the back door adn take my Grampa's fudgsicle's and Banana's. Took him forever to figure out where they were going. but he caught me one day. I would give anything to see her one more time. and talk to her

 

[Cute3Kitty]

<3
Roses and the smell of them remind me of my Gramma.Who we lost when I was only 7. she used to grow such beautiful roses and spoil me rotten. she would let me sneak in the back door adn take my Grampa's fudgsicle's and Banana's. Took him forever to figure out where they were going. but he caught me one day. I would give anything to see her one more time. and talk to her

Awww..I lived with my maternal grandparents after I was born until I was three years old. Now they live in India and I live in Canada....its really hard not being able to see them. When I lived in India I used to spend my summer holidays with them and I was obsessed with barbie dolls. My parents didn't want to spoil me so they didn't buy me any haha but my grandpa would secretly buy them for me and then tell me to hide it so no one would know. I wish I could go see them more often...

 

[SassyKatz71]

Awww..I lived with my maternal grandparents after I was born until I was three years old. Now they live in India and I live in Canada....its really hard not being able to see them. When I lived in India I used to spend my summer holidays with them and I was obsessed with barbie dolls. My parents didn't want to spoil me so they didn't buy me any haha but my grandpa would secretly buy them for me and then tell me to hide it so no one would know. I wish I could go see them more often...

Plan a trip to see them and make more memories

 

[Cute3Kitty]

Plan a trip to see them and make more memories

Yup *fingers crossed* I will see them this December.

 

[Noor]

looking at vitamins after I ate I thought "and now for dessert" something Byron would often say before taking his vitamins.

 

[SassyKatz71]

Yup *fingers crossed* I will see them this December.

Yay !! Safe travels then when the time comes

 

[gravyrug]

The smell of baking cornbread hit me when I came in the house the other day, and sent me straight back to my Nanny's kitchen. Not too surprising, it was her skillet we were cooking it in.

 

[dutchrain]

A simmering broth. The real McCoy, bones with marrow, a little bit of meat, some sage, onion, carrot, and a handful of other things, some salt and pepper simmering for hours and filling the whole place with the smell of long lazy happy childhood Sunday mornings.

 

[DesEsseintes]

No such thing as memory. Do your research. There is only recognition. So the answer to your question is, BECAUSE YOU CAN. Almost all of romance I simply our recognition planets aligning correctly like slot machine cherries.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp3LEGcHsPo

Gerald Edelman won a Nobel Prize for Medicine after he determined that our immune systems are idiosyncratic from conception. Most of us are immune to the same pathogens, but some aren't, and some are immune to more. Its why pathogens like anthrax do not kill all hosts. Immune hosts survive and anthrax is fucked when the species recovers and most are now immune to anthrax. 'Memory' operates the same.

Who needs Proustian madeleines when we have old sugarlips Johnson, out-romancing Barry White?

 

[SassyKatz71]

Who needs Proustian madeleines when we have old sugarlips Johnson, out-romancing Barry White?

No such thing as memory. Do your research. There is only recognition. So the answer to your question is, BECAUSE YOU CAN. Almost all of romance I simply our recognition planets aligning correctly like slot machine cherries.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp3LEGcHsPo

Gerald Edelman won a Nobel Prize for Medicine after he determined that our immune systems are idiosyncratic from conception. Most of us are immune to the same pathogens, but some aren't, and some are immune to more. Its why pathogens like anthrax do not kill all hosts. Immune hosts survive and anthrax is fucked when the species recovers and most are now immune to anthrax. 'Memory' operates the same.

Never thought of it this way but it makes a lot of sense ..

 

[Riles]

It's in the little mannerisms of my sons, they remind me of him. It's bittersweet to notice them.

 

[Noor]

Walking into a Nepali restaurant and/or home and smelling the air, I almost immediately relax, it feels like home. One of the places where I most felt at home, smelled like that.

 

[snugglestruggle]

Music is what often does it for me when it happens, if at all. Songs make up the soundtrack of our lives.

 

[Noor]

Some music makes me cry with the memories

 

[Wild_Honey_66]

i have loads of them.

each person i meet becomes a collection of memory triggers...
all of the special and unique things about them, or something that was said or happened when we were together...