December fragments #18

What happens to our past when we can no longer remember?

What an amazing, complicated, unpredictable, enduring and fragile thing is memory. It is like a river. It can silt up and need dredging, it can flood and destroy, it can lose its way. It is like a river of moonlight, evanescent. When it goes dark, navigation is treacherous.

—Janette Turner Hospital, ‘Moon River’, Forecast: Turbulence

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