Sometimes I wonder if the human brain works like a memory card.
Does it, or will it ever get full?
I probably learned this in one of the Psychology lectures about memory and the human brain. But I don't remember anything. Ironic much? LOL.
Yep, actually I was just curious.
Looking back at old photographs is like running into tidal waves.
You get slapped by them so hard, everything just rushes towards you, right into your face, all at one go.
Those, are memories.
This is so incoherent.
Yeah, memories. So different at different stages of life.
So very, very different.
Ahh. Miss the good ol' times.
:')
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