I’m generally not good at remembering stuff, probably due to a passion for the gentle grass hehe, but I managed to retrieve 2 of them from the rotten ground that is my brain.
The first memory is a rather unpleasant one. I remember that my brother got an electric car racing track for Christmas I think. The kind of track Mattel used to produce in the 80’s, it looks like an 8 and had 2 cars who were actioned by some kind of joystick. I loved it at first sight. I’m not sure how old I was at the time but judging by my dads reaction when I tried to play with it, he must have been worried that I might destroy it, which I probably would have done. I remember that I felt very jealous towards my brother, maybe the first time ever that I felt that way…not the last one though. Man, I would still like to play with that thing…
The second memory, I think I was around 6, is about a dream, a conscious dream, where I was floating on the ceiling of my room, looking down and not being surprised at all of my new faculty. For many years afterwards I thought it was just a dream until I read about out-of-body experiences and that these are quite common in children…at least before they get fucked up by their parents.
till the next one
Mezcal
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