“All sounds we ever heard… will endure forever.” – Guglielmo Marconi, the Italian inventor and pioneer of wireless communication (Nobel Prize in Physics, 1909)

And then I remember something that happened when I was a child and I realize it wasn’t me at all. I’m remembering a story someone told me once about their own childhood.

When I ask them about it, they don’t remember at all. Am I sure it was them? Maybe it was someone else.

So now I am the keeper of a memory, a piece of someone long forgotten and I can’t forget.

I dream the memory and, in the dream, it’s happening to me.

It was always happening to me.