Snatches of Grey

A Memoir

My memory comes in snatches of grey between the blocks of blackness.

Even my childhood memories from before.

Is that how memory works? Or is my brain more damaged than I realized?

I sift through these snatches of grey and try to figure out the truth of it all. The meaning. What happened in those long blocks of black?

This blog is me attempting to navigate the swirling, misty corridors of memory.

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