Last week I came up with a fun idea for creating some discussion here on my blog. I’m going to continue that this week with a new question:

“If you could mold to your liking your memories of any past experience, would you do so?”
-The Book of Questions, pg 148

Oooh, this is a good one. This question really made me think. To “mold” a memory would mean to change in my mind the way it happened, and to me that amounts to nothing more than fooling myself. I have struggled so hard to achieve a clear and cohesive narrative for the memories that make up my past. Deciding to change a memory, to make it in my mind become something that it never was, scares me. I feel like that would be the crack that could weaken and ultimately break the structure of my life that I have built in my mind. I want to always be honest with myself, to see things for what they are and to learn and grow from those real experiences.

Now, that’s not to say that I wouldn’t completely forget things if I had the chance. Like the time I farted on my first day at my new school in first grade. Or the time I farted during a completely silent moment during class in fourth grade. I would love to forget the entire seventh grade, although there is no farting involved in that one. Oooh, and it’d be nice to forget every scary movie I watched trying to act all cool and pretend I wasn’t scared and then maybe I’d stop having nightmares about velociraptors dragging me through a deserted carnival at night and trying to peel off my face. Yeah, that’d be nice.

Your turn! How do you answer this question?