I find the way my memory works kinda interesting. I have a pretty good memory. I recall all sorts of facts and information. I also recall the things I have done. But I can't remember what I had for lunch last thursday, or dinner yesterday. It might be because food is just fuel to keep the machine running, and I don't really care about it much.
Now the way I remember the things I have done is in Moments. I recall doing things in context of how the situation happened, where I was, the sights, sounds, and smells involved. But some of the transitory stuff, what happened in between the Moments is a bit vague at times. How did I necessarily get to that Moment? That doesn't seem important, so I don't really remember it. Like in a movie when a character goes from one location to another, you rarely see them driving to get there.
I also remember things in relation to music. I was listening to a radio station that was doing an '80s weekend. I grew up in the eighties and probably will remember the music from that era better than any other time. It was important because of the context in my life. Like I hear "With or Without You" by U2, or most any song from Joshua Tree, and I am placed onstage with U2. I was working the concert and dressed in blacks, but I was there. Many songs from the '80's I remember hearing them in a specific place, and I can tell you what year it came out by where I was at the time.
I also remember a lot of details when it comes to women I have known. I recall all sorts of things. How they kissed, where I met them, some of what was said. I can recall the feel of their skin, the sounds in the dark, sights, scents. ( I need to blog about women... hmmm..) Some girls I met at parties, and even though there may have been lots of alcohol involved, I still remember. I also remember, sometimes, all too well after a girl tears out my heart... again. And forgetting of that kind is tough.
Does everyone have a brain that works this way? Capturing Moments like a fly in amber? Or am I just unique? I'll sometimes say to a friend, "you remember when..." and they don't. I give enough detail and it jogs their memory.
Well, I've got to get to the next location for the next scene...
"capturing moments like flies in amber."
ReplyDeleteThis kills me. My memories change over time and I wonder who or what is changing them. I imagine the photo shop programs where in you can take a photo and soften sharp edges, bulge out certain elelments, completely erase things that you dont like or put light in dark places. I feel like my memories are always going through that process until they reach some moment that I uncounscously "save changes" and then they are frozen.