Think of a memory.

What are the fencepost memories of this last year? Of your childhood? Where do they take you?

“Time interval is a strange and contradictory matter in the mind. It would be reasonable to suppose that a routine time or an eventless time would seem interminable. It should be so, but it is not. It is the dull eventless times that have no duration whatever. A time splashed with interest, wounded with tragedy, crevassed with joy - that's the time that seems long in the memory. And this is right when you think about it. Eventlessness has no posts to drape duration on. From nothing to nothing is no time at all.”

—John Steinbeck

“I’ve been trying to construct a memory that would let me undo the past, that would amplify it and destroy it, so that the more I remember and the more I lose myself in the images that remain, the less they have to do with me.”

— Édouard Louis, Histoire de la violence

“History is a people's memory, and without a memory, a man is demoted to the lower animals.”

— Malcolm X