EXAGGERATION NATION

Let us all take a minute to sit back and relax. Tell me then, do you remember the things you did on your 15th birthday? Or maybe 16th? No seriously, tell me. Did you celebrate, a party with your mates maybe? Or a simple dinner and presents from your family? Whatever your answer is, if you can answer the question, consider yourself lucky.

Because I can’t. And I tried. Hard. Still, nothing came to mind. I’m sure I did something, I almost always have a celebration, how ever minor that is.

Is this normal? That I seem to be getting senile? I’m only twenty years old, for crying out loud. I’ve realized that more often than not, I cannot really recall memories of my activities, and/or the events in my life in the past. And it’s not just things from years ago. At times, I can’t tell my whereabouts a month before without looking at a calendar and thinking rather hard. Granted, maybe nothing special (like my birthday) happened in that one-month-before time frame, but does everything has to be unique and special for you just so that it can register into the storage part of your brain?

Needless to say, this is bothering me. I don’t want to grow up without the ability to remember things. I feel like I have not done much, that my life is so uneventful that my memory fades away that quickly. I am now keeping a kind of small journal, where I put my day-to-day activities, small activities even, like grocery shopping. I’m hoping that that would help me conquer this problem. Moreover, I also realize that the small journal can only keep records of my activities, not my thoughts and ideas.

That’s why here I am again, doing something that I declare would stop doing not less than a month ago.

And after 82 posts, 7 drafts, 48 comments, and a year and a half later, I got the urge to finally shut it all down.

Maybe, just maybe, in the future, the thoughts that provoked the kind of posts preceding this one will resurface.

But until then: HUSH NOW.