My life as a Synesthete.

 

 “When you come apart, the pieces you put back together won’t be the same. They can’t be. I’m terrified that I will forget this, that if I do exactly that, I will forget I’ve been re-shaped. I freeze up at the thought of re-setting my life back to an earlier point without all this hard-earned learning.”
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