Uhhh, why? Apparently, it’s a huge enigma, and some say the anesthesia or procedure had nothing to do with it. Perhaps it’s some kind of quantum mechanical quirk. Regardless, poor William wakes every morning thinking it’s 2005, the momentous year during which some stuff happened in Liberia. So every day, he rejoins the conscious world as a military man in Germany with a dental appointment.
He can’t hold onto memories for longer than 90 minutes, then forgets everything tomorrow—time and memory have become a confluent nonexistence. Now, William relies on digital notes to remember everything. Perplexed scientists surmise William’s case may result from faulty protein synthesis in the brain. The process that physically rebuilds brain pathways to consolidate fresh memories because memories are snail trails of electricity and feel-good chemicals. Coincidentally, this process takes 90 minutes.
His potential diagnosis, anterograde amnesia, typically occurs after brain surgery, injury, or stumbling onto your grandparents’ pharmaceutical-enhanced rekindling. But William showed no sign of brain bleeding or grandparent-induced boning trauma. When asked, he simply shrugged, to the dejection of still-confused medical researchers with blank pads.
The only new fact he remembers (but not the details surrounding it) is his father’s death. Somehow, that freight train of grief-loss steamrolled through his immemorable barriers like the Juggernaut. Mixing metaphors aside, he recites that he has a memory issue and that he thinks it’s 2005, but it’s not— though, does he really believe these things? Free baked potato to the first person that figures it out.
He knows all sorts of basic life stuff and his family members, but as of 2005. So he fails to recall his children’s aging and every day relearns that he’s missed their maturing. And that his pet is dead. Wow, damn, that’s way more depressing than any witch’s curse, including acid diarrhea. Happy Halloween, I guess.
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