In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Transporter.”
Tell us about a sensation — a taste, a smell, a piece of music — that transports you back to childhood.
I have often found myself instantaneously transported back to my childhood through a whiff of the air. As a child of divorce whose parents lived across the country from each other, I have unintentionally compartmentalized my life and experiences. There are distinct scents that put me right back in a different city and in a specific season. I can distinguish between Dallas in the summer or New York in the fall. Sometimes I get these confused – I’ll be in one place and thinking of another, and most often it is the early morning air that has the strongest scents and memories.