There are very few blank spaces on the bouldering walls at the climbing gym. This is a good analogy for most people’s memories. They don’t have big blank spaces on their “walls”. I do. I have years’ worth of memory that is lost forever — blank spaces. There are various reasons for those blank spaces being there, but they all mean the same thing for me…a lot of blank stares on my part, wondering what people are talking about when they say, “Hey, remember when we…?” I just nod and let them retell the story so I know what I did, or at least how it was perceived! Trauma and the treatments I’ve had for it are largely responsible for my blank spaces, but I’m going to live life, anyway, so that I’ll have some new harrowing tales told to me about myself when I’m old, hahaha!!!
Content Rating PG, for the most part
I try to keep the content of my posts in the PG range (meaning that maybe your 13-year-old should not read it... Just kidding!) - you know, something I could get away with tastefully in the town square without getting lynched, tarred-and-feathered, or hung (and something my mother would NOT wash my mouth out with soap for). As far as what age you have to be to understand some of the subtleties of my humor in writing and/or speaking, well... That may vary. A lot.