From 2019: Home

 

 

That's my first grader's cursivo!

A few years ago, Disney released the movie Inside Out. I've spent a lot of time thinking about my thinking and my brain this week, and this movie has repeatedly come to mind. Like many of Disney's movies, it's a good one for adults and kids alike. The psychology major side of me really found the parts about the inner workings of the brain very interesting. In particular, I was really interested in short-term vs. long-term memory, and how the brain retires old information and memories that are no longer useful.

We got home. I can't remember which light switches to use. And not in an, 'oh, right, that's the right switch' kind of way. In a repeated,*

Oh, and we got a puppy. Less than 24 hours after getting home. It's crazy, and it's not. 

[Again, this post was started in 2019 and unfinished. There is enough here to post, and this is one that I think I remember enough about what I was trying to capture for me to attempt to finish it.]

*In a repeated, "How do you turn this bank of lights on?", walk around the perimeter of the room way. Apparently the location of the light switches in our house was so unimportant that it was part of my memory that went in the 4.5 months we were in Padova. 

The other very weird feeling I had was driving, or taking a car, anywhere. I remember it feeling so strange that I would be in a vehicle for a short trip, like to the grocery store. The first few days it almost made me feel a little sick to be driving instead of walking. (We did rent/carshare a care a few times in Padova, so it's not like I hadn't been in a car at all. It was just that I wasn't used to using one for everyday, short rides.)