TM #309: What have you forgotten?
Nov. 23rd, 2009 11:09 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hero_farmboyNothing. I don't forget anything. My mind was once described as a “steel trap”. It's not exactly the blessing most people think it might be, because there are definitely a lot of things I'd rather forget, but can't.
However, I don't remember everything all at once all the time. It can take me a moment or to to dredge certain details up, but rest assured, there in my mind somewhere. All it takes it the slightest nudge and I can usually remember an event with crystal clarity within a matter of seconds. This tends to happen about things I don't want to remember at times when I least want to remember them, but that's just the way it goes. Murphy's Law, or something.
The only things I actually don't remember are the first three or four years of my life. I guess that's not unusual, though, because it seems like most people don't. The one area I'm actually normal and it's something for which I wish I wasn't. There are events that took place in those four years that I really would like to have some memory of, but I don't. Murphy's Law again, I guess.
Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of good things in my life that I'm happy to be able to remember, especially from when I was younger. And I know I'll never forget all the people who meant so much to me that I'll never get to see again. I guess when it comes down to it, it's a blessing and a curse. But then, most things are, aren't they?
However, I don't remember everything all at once all the time. It can take me a moment or to to dredge certain details up, but rest assured, there in my mind somewhere. All it takes it the slightest nudge and I can usually remember an event with crystal clarity within a matter of seconds. This tends to happen about things I don't want to remember at times when I least want to remember them, but that's just the way it goes. Murphy's Law, or something.
The only things I actually don't remember are the first three or four years of my life. I guess that's not unusual, though, because it seems like most people don't. The one area I'm actually normal and it's something for which I wish I wasn't. There are events that took place in those four years that I really would like to have some memory of, but I don't. Murphy's Law again, I guess.
Don't get me wrong, there are plenty of good things in my life that I'm happy to be able to remember, especially from when I was younger. And I know I'll never forget all the people who meant so much to me that I'll never get to see again. I guess when it comes down to it, it's a blessing and a curse. But then, most things are, aren't they?
