Broken Memories
The timeline of my memories is breaking. I've already mentioned that history is getting compressed- everything in the last 7 years that I can remember feels like a not-to-distant memory (3-5 weeks old, maybe). If I know factually that something happened at least a year ago, there's little distinction between 1 years and 6 years.
Now another effect. A coworker mentioned to her husband that her husband was supporting Giuliani because he was a fighter. I said firefighters in NY hated Giuliani, and found this:
http://firefightingnews.com/article-US.cfm?articleID=27125
(many more articles there)
It came up today- I asked if he'd read this stuff. She said 'not yet' and I asked how he could have waited so long, thinking about 6 weeks had passed since I brought this up. Problem is, it's well documented via logs as having happened Dec 18th, the Tuesday before vacation.
I remember the whole exchange + research very clearly, but I remember it happening much longer ago, and cannot fathom it having happened that Tuesday. It's hard to express how concretely I feel that this memory is older. It's just become completely dislocated. I suppose because it has fallen out of last week's chain of events that my brain reasons it must be older, or else I'd remember details before/after it. But logs don't lie.
Documenting my possible descent into madness, just in case.
Now another effect. A coworker mentioned to her husband that her husband was supporting Giuliani because he was a fighter. I said firefighters in NY hated Giuliani, and found this:
http://firefightingnews.com/article-US.cfm?articleID=27125
(many more articles there)
It came up today- I asked if he'd read this stuff. She said 'not yet' and I asked how he could have waited so long, thinking about 6 weeks had passed since I brought this up. Problem is, it's well documented via logs as having happened Dec 18th, the Tuesday before vacation.
I remember the whole exchange + research very clearly, but I remember it happening much longer ago, and cannot fathom it having happened that Tuesday. It's hard to express how concretely I feel that this memory is older. It's just become completely dislocated. I suppose because it has fallen out of last week's chain of events that my brain reasons it must be older, or else I'd remember details before/after it. But logs don't lie.
Documenting my possible descent into madness, just in case.