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	<title>Comments on: Out of the Box</title>
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		<title>By: Bob</title>
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		<dc:creator>Bob</dc:creator>
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		<description>I have essentially no memories from before five years of age, and my memories from before age ten are rather fuzzy and incomplete. For someone as obsessed with reminiscence as I sometimes am, this is a source of frustration and regret.
But I don&#039;t think the problem is that I&#039;ve *forgotten* my childhood; rather, it&#039;s that I wasn&#039;t paying attention to begin with. I do remember stuff from those early years, but most of it is connected with the imaginary worlds where I spent most of my time, not with reality. Sort of the opposite of your problem: rather than being assaulted by an overwhelming flood of sensation, I was too busy with my own fantasies to even notice what was around me.
I often wonder whether Laura is paying attention more than I was, and I&#039;m pretty sure she is. This often gives me the odd feeling that the grown-up future Laura is watching over my shoulder as I create her memories.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have essentially no memories from before five years of age, and my memories from before age ten are rather fuzzy and incomplete. For someone as obsessed with reminiscence as I sometimes am, this is a source of frustration and regret.<br />
But I don&#8217;t think the problem is that I&#8217;ve *forgotten* my childhood; rather, it&#8217;s that I wasn&#8217;t paying attention to begin with. I do remember stuff from those early years, but most of it is connected with the imaginary worlds where I spent most of my time, not with reality. Sort of the opposite of your problem: rather than being assaulted by an overwhelming flood of sensation, I was too busy with my own fantasies to even notice what was around me.<br />
I often wonder whether Laura is paying attention more than I was, and I&#8217;m pretty sure she is. This often gives me the odd feeling that the grown-up future Laura is watching over my shoulder as I create her memories.</p>
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