Etudes Et Essais #6
I used to have a really good memory for my childhood. I thought about it a lot. I was fixated on trying to figure out how I fell apart. I know that sometime when I was a little kid, I just couldn’t relate to other people anymore. I think I had a lot of friends and then suddenly I couldn’t understand people anymore. So I thought back about this time quite a bit. Since then I have worked through my issues and learned to accept myself, but I’m still fascinated by a few of my memories that I don’t think cOne thing I didn’t focus on but remembered thinking about were my ‘first memories’.
I have these impressions of a place that to me feel like they were of my history, but at the same time, I know they are not. I have these very real memories that I have been re-remembering 1000s of times over the years of a place that kind of feels like its a spiritual before-life place.
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