Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Hole in time
Yesterday I was thinking about how I couldn't remember when the last time was I had actually blogged. Turns out, now that I look at it, that it was Friday, and I believe that's what I guessed it was yesterday.
As I thought about the couple-day neglect of this exercise, I thought about how easy it can be to lose a good habit. Then I realized that I had not failed to blog out of laziness. I actually had no idea where those two days had gone.
I feel a little like that today, though the feeling was strongest yesterday. I honestly feel like there's a hole in my history that approximates no less than one whole day. I know I had a Saturday, and that it was good, and I even remember what I wanted to blog about from Friday, but my grasp of the actual time I expended on the day is completely lost.
It's like this cd I owned, for which I still have the jewel case. The jewel case is the proof I owned the disc at one time, and I remember several of the songs in detail, but I have not seen the actual compact disc itself in three years--I know approximately when I lost it, but have not the slightest idea what happened to it or where it went.
While it's not an exact parallel, a similar thing always used to happen to me when I would eat lunch at college. By dinner I could never remember what I had eaten for lunch, and it took a very sincere effort to reconstruct the circumstances of lunch before I could recall the actual food.
I've been able to rebuild the hole in my memory from two days ago, but I strangely remember each event of Friday night in stark detail, including names of the servers we had at dinner and desert, though I'd never seen them before in my life.
Memory is weird.
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