High-definition trivial memories.
It's so strange, every once in a while I am overwhelmed with some vivid, long dormant memory of somewhere I've been. Nothing momentous or significant at all, just a flash of a street, a bar, a room where once I spent time. But a flash of such intensity it's like I'm transported back to that place, all my senses experiencing it again down to the tiniest detail. I wonder what awakens these memories, why I suddenly recall a street corner in Auckland, or the basement of an Edinburgh pub, or a bus ride in Dalian. Such trivial, forgettable details that besiege my mind with the utmost clarity. Sometimes it hits so hard I feel like I'm going to throw up. Are all my memories stored away? Is everything I've ever seen or done, no matter how brief or trifling, hiding somewhere in my brain? If only I knew how to get at them, so I could flip through like a photo album.
But maybe that'd just be too much remembering, and I would never pay attention to the present. Besides, I wouldn't want the nausea from all that hi-def reminiscing.