Speak, Memory. No? Oh...okay then. Darn.
I was talking to Will online today about getting older, and I mentioned that I don't really have very vivid or detailed memories of my life before I was about 14.
Weirdly, this problem used to be much, much worse than it was. I remember getting back to America at the start of 10th grade (August of 2001 or so) and thinking, "Wow, I have no idea what I did…
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