All of my life, my long-term memory has been foggy. It almost seemed as if the happy (and sad) memories of my childhood were kept hidden under an opaque screen. But, ever since a few weeks ago, memories kept flooding into my brain. I’d be eating breakfast one morning and remember when my mom taught me how to divide with Cheez-Itz on an airplane, many, many years ago. Or I’d be sitting in class and remember a trip to Disney World when I was a toddler. It is extremely weird to think about the brain. Thirteen years worth of memory is stored in a 3 pound sack of nerves.
brain
brān
noun
An organ of soft nervous tissue contained in the skull of vertebrates, functioning as the coordinating center of sensation and intellectual and nervous activity.
