Like… you know how a flashback scene in movies/tv feel so emotional sometimes… its kinda like that…
I think I’m just obsessed with that “emotional flashback” feeling, I’m digging into my memories, and reading the “early life” sections of wikipedias, and memoirs.
Am I just being weird af?
Y’all got any weird obsessions you might wanna share?
You probably have a very vivid imagination? I’m the reverse, I have no visual imagination at all, and miss part of my memory.
Vivid? Eh… maybe not. I can’t imagine the scenes of a book, its kinda blurry and sometimes in monochrome or just outlines.
Real memories? Oh fuck. I feel like I was just there moments ago. In that city in a different part of the world where I haven’t been to for a long time.
Also, dreams are weird. I can imagine myself doing things in my current location or some bad thing happens, sometimes the laws of physics bend a little, and me in my dream-state forget physics existed and I couldn’t notice the discrepancy, then I wake up and none of that happened, it’s as if I just activated a time rewind ability.