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Opening the Worldle page,
staring at the strange shape and wondering what (in heck) country it could be,
thinking a few minutes,
then typing in a guess...
and getting it right on the first try is such a rush of glee.

Sometimes getting it right on the 2nd or 3rd (etc) try is also a rush of glee.

Other times, it's a country I thought I was familiar with, but would've sworn its outline didn't look like that.

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Today someone on my current team at work said I looked familiar (from my profile photo I guess, as we haven't done any video meetings... unless he worked in the same office before it got closed down... which is also possible) and asked if I went to the university (which I did go to) and if I was in the Engineering building (which I was). He graduated a couple years after me and thinks he remembers seeing me in the halls.

How is that even possible!? Remembering someone's face from 27ish years ago, someone you only saw in passing however many times? Especially if the recognition is on the basis of comparing those memories to a single profile photo of me taken 20 years later!?? If so, he must be one of those super-face-recognizers.

I can barely remember someone's face right after I see it.
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Been driving home from work in the dark after sunset. Been short on sleep, much as usual but maybe more so lately.

Yesterday I planned to stop by Home Depot on the way home, to buy some caulk. So I turned left onto a road that I drive on only occasionally, to get to the other road that the store is on. My mind was wandering, thinking about this and that. Then with a slight shock, I realized I didn't recognize where I was. In the dark, the road and environs looked totally unfamiliar. I remembered that I'd turned left on purpose... but which road was I on? Where was it going? I kept driving, disoriented. Weird, scary feeling to have a memory lapse like that. Somewhat further down the road, I started recognizing some things, and remembered where I was and why.

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Today I looked at some photos of me from two decades ago. If these photos weren't in my own folders; if I didn't have memories of having taken them, and of having looked at them various times before, I wouldn't recognize myself in many of them. They could be photos of a stranger. Yet besides the hair, I don't look extremely different than I do now. I still have the same mouth, the same eyebrows, the same kind of nose, the same kind of skin.

It's like comparing the faces in the different photos of a clothing store advertisement, trying to decide which ones are of the same person.

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This was the first year at work, where there was no mention at all of 9-11 on its anniversary. Not even in the corporate emails / newsletters.

18 years.

This morning I was trying to remember back then... I was at a family friend's house. I think he had 2 TVs back then in different rooms, but I couldn't even remember which TV we watched the news on. I remember the shocked feeling as I saw the first tower collapse live on the air... but not which TV I saw it happen on. For some reason, that seems strange to me as if I should remember. Instead, I remember sitting at his computer, checking message boards.

Why was I thinking about that this morning while trying to fall back asleep?

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In recent past years after big hurricanes with lots of damage, our company did matching fund drives for the affected areas. So after Dorian, rather than donating to the Bahamas relief efforts right away, I decided to wait. But the company still hasn't sent out any indication that they're doing a matching fund drive this year.

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