I have a really good memory which makes me feel like I've been around for fucking ever.
I remember Michael Johnson's golden shoes. Watching the Titanic in theaters with my dad, what a weird fuking idea that was, I think he fell asleep. I remember seeing attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion. Talking to someone who really believed in Y2K and had a bunch of plans for the inevitable apocalypse. I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near Tannhauser Gate. I know exactly where I was and who was talking when I learned about 9/11 (it happened about an hour and a half from where I grew up).
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in the rain.