This is my furry social media profile.
40-something, Canadian, IT student, single.
Loves hockey, rugby, board games, RPGs, and video games.
| Age | 44 |
| Gender | Male(ish) |
| Location | Ottawa, ON, Canada |
| Species | Bighorn Sheep |
My memory is a weird beast that I'm slowly struggling to understand. It's quasi-eidetic but tied to emotions, which is hilarious for someone with problems regulating emotions. If I have a memory of you, I "feel" that memory like it was yesterday. It doesn't fade away. I could forget other details slowly, but that feeling stays strong. It's made grief and letting go hard.
It's also strangely tied to locations. If I had gone somewhere with you in the past, like a restaurant or a movie theatre, that place would still strongly trigger that memory and emotion. When I see those places get torn down or even renovated to the point where I don't recognize them, it causes a strange bit of trauma.
This song explains that feeling quite well. I'm not a fan of Death Cab, but this one really hit me.
