Oh, gosh. This is brilliant. I am jealous. I want to be her. (Read the article here.)

Being a member of the 96-98% of people who have not been gifted with that slight crossing of the sensory wires that is synesthesia, I live in the mundane world where words don’t evoke smells, tastes, textures, or music and numbers don’t have any personality at all.

Of course, the solution is obvious. Meet myself some biohackers. I bet they could lift me out of this ordinariness, provided I don’t mind having a permanent antenna drilled into my head and having to plug myself once a day into the wall to recharge.