Oh. My. God. There are other people like this? I have done things like this all my life, I just thought I was insane. Oh, oh, now I need to share with you all!
For me, almost everything gets some sort of ‘assigment’ in terms of color, texture, shape, gender, etc., though most things not all at once. For me,
1= white, neuter. It feels cold, and if I think too long about the number 1, I get a chill through my whole body. It reminds me of walking on melting ice wearing socks.
2= definitely yellow and female. 2 reminds me of a litle girl drinking orange juice ou of a plastic sippy-cup. I can feel the plastic on my teeth when I say the word ‘two’.
3= green, neuter.
4= purple, male. 4 is a little boy in brown shorts bouncing a ball on blacktop. It’s sort of warm.
5= red, male. 5 is always equal to the letter F for me, too.
6= female, either white or pale yellow. Tastes like lemon soda.
7= male, green. Also cold, very smooth. Tastes like lime juice. 7 is equal to the letter L.
8= female, dark yellow. 8 is an old woman with a lace cap.
9= male, dark purple. Kind of menacing.
10= neuter, black.
Letters are seldom male or female, but they have colors. G and H are dark purple, but have no relationship to 9. A is yellow, B is blue, C is green, D is brown, E is ornage, F is red, I is white, J is purple, K is light blue, L is green, M is red, N is black, O is pink, P is a brownish rose color, Q is bright blue, R is red, S is green, T is brown, U is orange, V is yellow, W is blue, X is white, Y is black, and Z is purple.
Names also have colors, but sometimes mental pictures, shapes, textures, sounds, etc. Here’s a few:
Joan= single strum of an acousic guitar
Amy= yellow, sounds like dripping water
Mark= red, sounds like knuckles on a wooden object
Lisa= green and yellow, eating a lemon slice
Carrie= blue, smells like hair
Monday is dark blue. Tuesday is yellow, Wednesday is lighter blue, Thursday is purple, Friday is orange. Saturday is light blue, and Sunday is purple. All the days of the week except Wednesday and Thursday are male.
A year is shaped like a rectangle. When you join them up, they make chains.
I do this with people and animals, too. When I meet someone, they immediately remind me of a type of animal.