There’s a long list of fictional characters who experience this condition, and here’s an excerpt from a non-fiction account of synaesthesia from someone who experiences it:
“I didn’t know then that seeing such things as yellow P’s and
orange R’s, or green B’s, purple 5’s, brown Mondays and turquoise Thursdays
was unique to the one in two thousand persons like myself who were hosts
to a quirky neurological phenomenon called synesthesia.”
I keep imagining what it must be like to see the world in colors, I would always have a Prussian blue Monday I guess, a yellow Friday, a red or green Saturday, and maybe a purple Sunday.
I think if I could see myself in color, I would be blue, a dark aquamarine. Some days I’m cobalt, others I’m teal, but always blue.
Have you ever thought of yourself in terms of color? What color are you?