I know this was/&is  a buzzword but I’ll saw right through it & use it any way,

’cause I’m believing it  hard right now   —>

 

“Every – thing      is on a spectrum.”

 

 

 

*(insert picture of your own choosing here,    because it’s every  thing   you know)

 

 

If you looked up 16-17 year old me in the dictionary you would find Soundgarden.

Chris Cornell, rest peacefully free from rusty cages.

 

 

 

 

 

Troubling to think about all the stuff I’ve forgotten or the OS has deleted from mind.

And it’s not cool actually it stings my head to stare directly at a piece of art not knowing who painted it but knowing without doubt that I used to know. To address that I don’t anymore know how to pronounce Thich Nhat Hanh is hard.

I’m not talking so much about memories or experiences, those I’m remarkably good at recalling to this point. And band names I’m still holding on to hard but even some of those are getting deleted. I try to grow my OS and make more space     but I know it is limited and some stuff must go.

 

It makes sense but is still so weird to look right at it and remember it but not remember it.