Okay. First off, loved this piece. Beautiful story, fabulously written, and touching. But, then, I read your reference link. Holy cow. I've never so completely devoured a footnote. I couldn't stop inhaling the entirety of this amazing case. It encompasses multiple elements which are very particularly of interest to me, personally. I am a brain damaged musician with a strong sense of love being the energy that overcomes all obstacles, and a strong desire (albeit general failure) to focus on living in the present moment. I had seriously considered writing about my TBIs this week, and their impact on my life, since it fit so perfectly with the prompt (I am not an amnesiac as a result of not one but TWO major head injuries... I simply struggle with remembering words at times in conversation, and occasionally have problems retaining short term memories... this has resulted in a coping mechanism whereby I have naturally developed a tendency to commit a lot of ridiculous minutiae to my long term memory), but could not figure out how to do so with any semblance of elegance that didn't seem pretentious. (I am certainly not the virtuoso that Clive Wearing was, though, I have lost some of the luster of my formal mental abilities, and it's sometimes frustrating to live in a world where no one cares about that but me.)
Thank you so much for turning me on to this fascinating history... I now have items to add to my reading and viewing list, and will do both with great gusto.
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Date: 2014-06-10 04:34 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for turning me on to this fascinating history... I now have items to add to my reading and viewing list, and will do both with great gusto.