Memories flashed
through his mind so fast they sometimes slammed into each other causing a
momentary loss of everything. He had to shut down when this happened, collect
himself and resume his journey. He had a gift it was believed that allowed him
to remember his past in great and remarkable detail. Whenever he chose to go
back in time all he had to do was think about it and the pieces came together
in one vivid memory. During these journeys he would sometimes find himself so
into the memory he felt the people around him, tasted the food being eaten and
even smelled the scents of Holiday baking and grandmas perfume. He was able to
feel the dirt beneath his feet as he walked down a country road holding his father's
hand and feeling safe and happy.
This ability he had could be very good or go horribly wrong as it wasn’t just
pleasant memories he received. He felt the pain of loss of someone dear to him,
a broken heart when a relationship ended, nothing was left out which caused him
to use caution when he went back. He believed the mind could hold onto
thousands of memories, but the average person could only reach
back so far before the door closed. In his case, the door blew open and the
memories raced into his mind like a tropical storm. He knew one day the number
of his memories all piling up at once would cause an overload and he would
remain stuck in one that would play over and over in his head like a merry go round that never stops.Monday, July 23, 2018
Overload
Memories flashed
through his mind so fast they sometimes slammed into each other causing a
momentary loss of everything. He had to shut down when this happened, collect
himself and resume his journey. He had a gift it was believed that allowed him
to remember his past in great and remarkable detail. Whenever he chose to go
back in time all he had to do was think about it and the pieces came together
in one vivid memory. During these journeys he would sometimes find himself so
into the memory he felt the people around him, tasted the food being eaten and
even smelled the scents of Holiday baking and grandmas perfume. He was able to
feel the dirt beneath his feet as he walked down a country road holding his father's
hand and feeling safe and happy.
This ability he had could be very good or go horribly wrong as it wasn’t just
pleasant memories he received. He felt the pain of loss of someone dear to him,
a broken heart when a relationship ended, nothing was left out which caused him
to use caution when he went back. He believed the mind could hold onto
thousands of memories, but the average person could only reach
back so far before the door closed. In his case, the door blew open and the
memories raced into his mind like a tropical storm. He knew one day the number
of his memories all piling up at once would cause an overload and he would
remain stuck in one that would play over and over in his head like a merry go round that never stops.
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