[Personal Reflections] On Memory
Reading a few friends’ blogs brought back some recollections — though my brain is impressively forgetful. A while back I went down to Tainan, and before leaving I tried to recall what life there had been like. Strangely, I couldn’t. But once I actually arrived, something in my brain clicked, and memories of my university days played back like a fast-forwarded recording. Without many records to anchor them, I started to doubt my own past — my younger face, my old way of thinking. ...