I have been - against my will - recalling memories of things that never happened. They aren’t even parallel to my own experiences. They are like sudden flashes of someone else-ness. Flash. I can’t believe Kimberley never returned those earrings she borrowed. Flash. I wonder if it’s too soon to ask her to marry me. Flash. They don’t understand how the war has changed me. Flash.
I’ve always had very intense dreams (typically nightmares). Sometimes some strange image or scene will pop into my head, and I will immediately recognize, Oh yes, I dreamed this. But these are different. These are alien and wholly unfamiliar and I am kind of afraid of what this all means.