To describe the limits of my memory are simple. I compare it to remembering the names of avenues frequently traveled. I might remember most of the big thoroughfares but I’m clueless to names of most of the side streets. Then when I take closer inspection I remember very few details at all about any of the streets and what’s on them unless they are personal in some way. The amounts of things I’m missing is enormous and sad to not be privileged. What memories have corrupted me to such limited vision?