Memorymeld

I have lived in six different cities for a considerable length of time. When I have lived in a place long enough, sometimes my brain will begin to confuse someone from my current life with a person from my past. It may be a physical characteristic that ties them together—a similar face or build, or it could be a shared behavior—maybe the way they tilt their heads or how the corners of their eyes crinkle when they laugh. Sometimes I’ll see the present friend and imbue him or her with emotions associated with the old friend. If the fog of time is thick enough, I may even be unsure of which friend a memory belongs to. I wonder if this same phenomenon, or anything like it, ever happens to someone who has lived in the same town his whole life.