I'm just guessing, but we've become very forgetful, and are protected by the vagueness of our memories, as if we're in a dream.
We can't differentiate what happened yesterday, last month, or last year. They all feel the same.
It's been like that ever since I was young. People have told me that I always look spaced out and that they can't tell if I'm awake or asleep.
Even I can't tell myself.
I can't tell if I am one of you, those who cannot die unless they are killed in a battle.
I don't know where I read or heard what I just said. Everything feels fragmented.
I'm not confident that I've been through any particular experience.
I have no tangible feelings whatsoever.
Wouldn't it be too much if I was the only one not of your kind?
How long have I been living?
How and when did I become like this?
I wonder that every night.
I can't remember. I try and try, but I can't remember anything from my childhood except for a specific scene.
I like watching kids. I wish that I'd had a childhood too.
Because maybe I was born just as I am right now.
When I think that maybe I've never grown up, I feel like I'm walking on air."
On behalf of that trying to remember the past from a long time ago. I can't. I'd like to, but nothing comes to mind. But I ain't here to start some lame home-brew philosophy shit. So I'll drop it.
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