Memory

It seems to me that memory is a great thing. Think about it, memory, along with a couple other great human brain capabilities, helped us survive and become a dominant species. Thanks to memory, we remembered bad places and used our other skills to plan ways around. We adapted. Well what memory doesn’t tell you is that it can be deceptive. It’s a tricksy one, it is. Sometimes things happen, and everything is fine, then you think back on what happened. And of course everything that happened was bad, you did everything wrong, and everyone was against you. See, that is memory being all: oh! I’m over here! Look, here’s a little skin… and you’re all: oh boy, oh boy I just saw some skin *high five* but really all you saw was a little of the top of her foot. Because all that really happens is you are distorting the image the way you want and only seeing the parts you want. That’s not half as bad as not remembering though. Like sometimes (not often) my brain forgets, especially if I’m taking a test, or mostly if I’m drinking alcohol (not most times I drink, but most of the time I experience memory loss is because of drinking, and I don’t really blame memory for that). I find it’s just best to remember. Everything. How it actually happened. All the time.

So Scott Thought