RE: What would you do if you could remember every single moment in your life?
October 13, 2017 at 5:07 pm
I'll answer with my own take. I think my net feeling is such a thing would be unwanted. I do have lingering feelings (grudges? I don't know. It feels different, really.) about a certain time in 2004. I was in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, attending a minor league pro men's soccer playoff away against the team from Pittsburgh, where I lived. This Jehovah's Witness father and daughter, who came to matches a lot, pulled up to where I was waiting for the rain to ebb after the match was called early for lightning. They told me to get into their car. I said "No." They repeated their demand that I get into their car, noting that they had informed police about me. I felt threatened by this enough to where I buckled and got in their car.
We pull away, and get near the Greyhound, and I ask him to drop me off at Greyhound, for which I had my ticket back. He flatly said no, at which point I momentarily got nervous, but after a few minutes, I was "fuck it".
He did ask me if I believe in God, and I flatly said "no". I must have come across as meaning it, because that was the end of that conversation, oddly.
But it was a bad night in a cramped car with no restroom access like Greyhound has, for almost 200 miles, with Jehovah's Witnesses, who did not listen to my needs. Not a happy memory, but one that sticks with me.
But OTOH, I have happy memories of concerts as a tweenager, and trips to my local speedway. I listen to different types of music now, and I'm not obsessive with auto racing as I was as a kid. But still, those things made me feel good. So that's a positive.
We pull away, and get near the Greyhound, and I ask him to drop me off at Greyhound, for which I had my ticket back. He flatly said no, at which point I momentarily got nervous, but after a few minutes, I was "fuck it".
He did ask me if I believe in God, and I flatly said "no". I must have come across as meaning it, because that was the end of that conversation, oddly.
But it was a bad night in a cramped car with no restroom access like Greyhound has, for almost 200 miles, with Jehovah's Witnesses, who did not listen to my needs. Not a happy memory, but one that sticks with me.
But OTOH, I have happy memories of concerts as a tweenager, and trips to my local speedway. I listen to different types of music now, and I'm not obsessive with auto racing as I was as a kid. But still, those things made me feel good. So that's a positive.
"For me, it is far better to grasp the Universe as it really is than to persist in delusion, however satisfying and reassuring." - Carl Sagan