“A penny saved
is a penny earned.”
M.C. Hammer*
#quote
How many people
took a middle step between “the world is flat” to the “world is
round”. Like thinking “the world is triangular”. Anyway onto
the flash fiction!
Photogenic
Memory
Janice did not
possess the trait of photographic memory, rather she possessed
photogenic memory. She remembered everything in a lovely way. Nothing
was terrible. Everything was edited by her mind to be just fine,
interpreted that way, or her mind just lied to itself. This editing
occurred about every hour.
This meant
Janice still experienced everything, she just merely remembered it
differently. A blessing or a curse? It's difficult for her to wonder,
but her mind even edits movies after she's seen them. Every single
conversation that hit her poorly was edited. And pain. Pain was
re-experienced for the first time every hour if she found the
misfortune of meeting it again.
“What is
this!?” Janice screamed one happy, sunny Tuesday. A simple paper cut becomes a new kind of hell at the age of
thirty for Janice. Because of her mind's mental editing, she now felt
it for the first time and cried like a newborn. Just like she'd done
thousands of times before.
But in about
fifteen minutes the next hour mark of mental editing would come and
she wouldn't remember the experience and concept of physical pain,
and it would become something to be discovered once again. But in the
meantime before the next sorrow struck Janice's memory editing would
make her one of the most happy people on Earth.
The question
people ask themselves when they meet Janice is should they envy or
pity her?
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