Prompt: 5 minutes.
Imagine you will completely lose your memory of 2010 in five minutes.
Set an alarm for five minutes and capture the things
you most want to remember about 2010.
I can't even actually remember that much about 2010. It's a blur of classes and papers and exams. It also seems that most of what I want to remember are the cautionary bits: I've spent more time in the last year than I have in a while sitting in a chair for 8 hours straight trying to write papers, studying for exams, forcing myself to plow through things for other people's deadlines rather than my own (I know, welcome to law!). And I kind of want to remember what that feels like - my butt growing sore, my tendons shrinking, getting stiff and miserable - just to avoid doing it in future, to be sure to arrange my life so I can be on top of things in future. There were moments I felt good, too - winning an essay contest, getting my clerkship - but they blend in with everything else. And yes, I'm realizing that my memories here are all centered around work stuff, not life stuff. I like to think some of this is due to the all-encompassing nature of law school. But a lot of it is probably my inherent imbalance. Which is reflected in the fact that, still, I can't remember much of anything I really absolutely positively HAVE to remember about 2010. I feel more like I had to get THROUGH 2010, get it behind me so I can move on.
Kind of sad that if I did lose my memory of 2010, there wouldn't be too much to miss.
(Okay, wait, I would want to remember: driving to school via back roads, very early on a cloudy morning, where the sun was low enough in the sky that hovering on the horizon, it peeked through the clouds. There were mountains to my left, and the sun caught them and turned them golden, but the cloudy sky behind them was dark navy. It was one of the more remarkable things I've ever seen. Soon enough the sun rose into the clouds and everything became normal, but for a while there, the mountains bathed in light shone against the darkness, and it reminded me why people live out here.)



I have a crappy memory too. Ironic that we both have degrees in history, which seems like it ought to need good memory!
Posted by: Dr. Moonbeam | Thursday, December 23, 2010 at 11:28 AM