Davin Smith

Where do you come from if you don’t know where you’ve been? This is a question I constantly ask myself. Memory loss is a dark game to play. Not remembering things because I didn’t give it much thought after it was relayed sucks to say least. Only those things that hold significant emotional weight are saved while all else is lost. The writing of my novel, my mother’s transition, the birth of my son, etcetera these things will never be lost. Maybe it’s not so bad forgetting things.