Can I say what I want?

It's kind of a sad thing for me when I realize that I haven't been actively noticing the texture of words. Sure, the words still have texture to me, but I often don't have the time or maybe the consciousness to devote to really taking in their textures.

It's also sad for me to think that I may not be an active synesthete anymore. I once read that synesthesia kind of fades as people get older--not in their ability to make the connections, but rather in their ability to make new connections. So for me, I feel that all the words I knew when I was younger most likely have some kind of texture, but it seems like the ones I'm learning when I'm older only have texture if they sound similar to other known words. I'm not sure, though.

This makes me want to devote a lot of time just to exploring and enjoying words and creating new savory combinations of textures. I think I'll start making a list of really great words.

Then again, I've never really known what to call what I think of words because it is so variable. Some words sound like foods, others sound like textures, others sound like different sounds. For instance, "community" sounds like a blue Jolly Rancher, "from" sounds like a piece of chalk, and "thousand" sounds like a hybrid between an animal roar and an echo-ey metal clang. Other words may just have a kind of "mood," like open or airy or dark.

Mmm...it all sounds so wonderful! I can't wait to make a list!