DARK ROAST, DUNKIN — my earliest memory was an act of protest. when i was younger, i didn’t like how humans openly accepted that as we get older, our past becomes fuzzier and fuzzier. to me, it felt superficial to exist in the present and know that it would soon be our forgettable past. of course, as a 7-year old, i didn’t have words to describe exactly why it bothered me that our memory as humans was so fickle. but looking back, i know i would say damn you, hippocampus.
my earliest memory + parody, please
my earliest memory + parody, please
my earliest memory + parody, please
DARK ROAST, DUNKIN — my earliest memory was an act of protest. when i was younger, i didn’t like how humans openly accepted that as we get older, our past becomes fuzzier and fuzzier. to me, it felt superficial to exist in the present and know that it would soon be our forgettable past. of course, as a 7-year old, i didn’t have words to describe exactly why it bothered me that our memory as humans was so fickle. but looking back, i know i would say damn you, hippocampus.