grenouille felt his heart pounding, and he knew it wasn't the strain of running that made it pound, but his aroused helplessness facing the presence of this scent.

grenouille spürte, wie sein herz pochte, und er wußte, dass es nicht die anstrengung des laufens war, die es pochen machte, sondern seine erregte hilflosigkeit vor der gegenwart dieses geruches.

from the perfume, das parfüm by patrick süskind

did you ever suddenly start smiling or crying listening to a song ? or did a ray of light falling on your kitchen table absorb you and you couldn't take your eyes off of it? the scent of freshly mown grass or the perfume your grandma used is pushing you back towards long forgotten memories... maybe it's the voice of somebody or the dimple in someone's cheek, the expression in somebody's eyes that are making you feel intense emotions you would hardly be able to express in any words. you can just feel them.

suddenly without noticing you're taken into another place, another emotional level . your heart is aking with a wonderful feeling of pleasure, you start floating around in this other world...

i would love to know what takes ( or took ) you into this different and wonderful parallel universe ! show your pictures, tell your stories -

LET'S DO IT !