Where I don't care what others think


January 15th, 2009 Posted in Life, Personal

I instantly recognized it.  I knew that exact sequence the second I encountered it, which surprised me because it has been at least 3 or 4 years since my last encounter with it.  I really didn’t know what to do… well, I don’t think there was anything for me to do.  I carried on as usualy, following my routine as strictly as possible.  I quickly determined that reacting in any way shape or form would have been a strong violation of policy, so I did nothing different. Mainly I was unsure what to think.  Certainly the probability is terribly low it was a sheer conincidence that I encounter that specific sequence considering the multitude of other options.  There is no doubt in my mind that it was exactly as I remember. No different.  Is someone twisting my arm here?  Of course that would mean someone else would have to be aware of what I’m talking, to which I do not conciously remember informing anyone.

Memories certainly did come back to me, pretty quickly in this case.  Usually I have a terrible time accessing anything outside of the 5 minute realm, my archive lookup times are garbage and usually return mixed results.  Was there something I needed to remember.  I certainly hope I didn’t create one of those “You will need to remember this moment because of something imporant, and here is the sequence that will recall it,” because I certainly didn’t conciously remember anything.  Who knows what sleeping on it will bring.

Good night moon.

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