I remember / je me souviens
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For those limbic bursts of nostalgia, invented by Proust, miniaturized by Nicholson Baker, and freeze-dried by Joe Brainard in his I remember and by Georges Perec in his Je me souviens.

But there are no fractions, the world is an integer
Like us, and like us it can neither stand wholly apart nor disappear.
When one is young it seems like a very strange and safe place,
But now that I have changed it feels merely odd, cold
And full of interest.
          --John Ashbery, "A Wave"

Sometimes I sense that to put real confidence in my memory I have to get to the end of all rememberings. That seems to say that I forego remembering. And now that strikes me as an accurate description of what it is to have confidence in one's memory.
          --Stanley Cavell, The Claim of Reason


Thursday, June 01, 2023
I remember that my parents had a party at our apartment for their friends and they had pizza! But what was really amazing is that the leftover pizza turned put to be in the freezer the next day. A lot of slices. The same pizza we always went out to Phil's pizzeria for. Over the next few days I ate all the frozen slices -- frozen. They were surprisingly fine that way. Then they were all gone.


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