In recent weeks, I’ve returned to learning some guitar pieces that I learned (some incompletely) over 20 years ago. It’s amazing to experience how the brain slowly remembers something that it previously knew - the magic of muscle memory as it recovers the ability to play passages I’d thought completely forgotten and to string the movements together. But it’s also made me think a lot about the passing of time and the past. I’ve found my mind serving me up memories of people and places from around that time that I hadn’t thought about for years, I guess the brain keeps it all stored together?
I remembered a line from a Vonnegut book I read around then too ‘Listen: Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time’.