Some things I can't remember
I keep this note in my Obsidian vault called Things I can't remember anymore. This is probably not of interest to most people, but some of these things brought up a lot of feelings when I realized I couldn't remember them anymore. Some of it made me think about how I might work to experience some of these things again one day. These are several things I can't remember anymore.
- What I did with all my free time before I owned a smart phone
- What I did with all my free time before I had a kid—mine is almost 17 and has friends that drive and mostly does his own thing. What do I do with all this new free time after 16 years?
- My childhood best friend's phone number—I mean like, his family landline phone that was stationery and hung on the wall
- What it's like to watch a whole entire movie without getting distracted (see 1. above)
- The feeling you get from staying up all night doing nothing
- The pure joy of loading up in a van with your best friends and driving five hours to play a show in a basement for no money
- How loud, sweaty, smelly, and wonderful those basement shows were
- How fun it is to sit on a roof and smoke cigarettes
- How good it feels to drink a cold beer in a hot shower after working on your feet and with your hands all day
- What it's like to be bored
- My Grandma's voice
- The names of my elementary school teachers
- How to dub a mix tape—like an actual cassette tape
- What it's like to go to a video rental store and just browse until you find something to take home and watch
- The feeling of brushing your teeth with your finger when you forgot to pack a toothbrush