Today, as I enjoyed a variety of songs on Pandora on my Watsky channel I was able to recall 2 very distinct memories. I would like to share them.
The first was my first kiss, I was rather young, her name was Penny Trip. I had just moved from my home in Iowa, to a trailer park in Kansas. She made the move and I was surprised. She smiled, saying she wanted to know what it was like. I’m glad she chose me, it was a nice pleasant memory.
The other was the start of my current state of mental chaos and ruin. Her name will not be spoken. It was the dawn of internet communication. I had come to know a girl, totally different than any I had ever met. The poetic details of this memory could roll on and on. Mistakes were made, I was betrayed, a debt never repaid, I really got played, sadness in spades.
While working through my depression and learning to get control of my OCD I have had the pleasure/horror of discovering my memory is far too accurate to try and keep anything bottled up. Some form of eidetic memory that can recall emotional pain and empathy. Trying to find healing is pushing my limits. Thanks for listening. Until next time, peace to you and yours.