As of five minutes ago I have finished drinking my first cup of coffee since 8:20 p.m. on March 5th, 1993.
If we were to take a time machine back to that moment in the kitchen of the house I grew up in, that's what you would find me doing.
I am sooo not kidding, folks. As I say in the first chapter of my book, I have no idea why I remember some things with such pristine clarity. It's as if I'm reliving them in the here and now.
The coffee I had then was a French vanilla brew. This time it was a mocha-something. Be kind, this is the very first coffee I've bought on my own so I'm not sure about a lot of things involving the stuff. But last weekend a good friend told me I need to get some coffee and real tea into my diet. She said it would improve me mentally. So, we'll see where it goes.
2 comments:
Certainly is unusual. There is what is called eidetic memory. Thats what your condition sounds like. It's rare in adults so you may have something special.
You're not the first person to suggest I've got eidetic memory. There are some people whose memory is much better than mine. Actress Marilu Henner has a memory that gives her photographic memory going back to childhood. She recalls at will, able to pull out any memory she wants. Mine isn't like that. I recall some things perfectly. Those tend to be the more powerful memories. Many are good but there are too many bad ones and those tend to overshadow the good.
As I wrote in my book, there are good memories and there are the bad, and I've come to accept that there can't be one kind without the other. Bad memories are needed, in a perverse sense. They make the good memories that much sweeter.
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