From nothing, something

By Kelly

The debate within me today is whether or not there’s truly phantom memories. I think there’s a lot of stored memories that we choose not to think about, but can there be memories that we honestly forgot? What exactly is forgetting? Obviously the information is stored somewhere biologically, but how is it that you can’t retrieve it? Or is it that you simply don’t?

I was drying my shirt (yes, I work with a series of engineering boys) after lunch and laughing about the awkward Halo conversations when all of a sudden I had a “memory flashback” so to speak: just a well-preserved voice saying, “Wow, Kel…that’s kinda harsh, don’t ya think?” I wasn’t thinking about the speaker, the subject, harsh conversations, nothing. As far as I can consciously analyze it, it was random.

Here’s where it catches me: biologically, we’re wired to mimic behavior, scour for patterns, and bring up related subject matter. Biologically, there shouldn’t be randomnity.

Where’d it come from?

Can something come from nothing?

2 Responses to “From nothing, something”

  1. Spencer Says:

    You are soooooooooo philosophical.

  2. tempist Says:

    Don’t listen to Spencer. If you don’t know where it came from, then you just don’t remember part of the memory. Something in the room must have triggered it, most likely some kind of smell. You took anatomy, you should know that memories are strongest when connected to smell. But don’t listen to me, I just laugh and make you feel awkward. In bed.

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