The Pitfalls of Recollection

Being a creative individual is not always beneficial. My mind whirls at such high speeds when I’m left to my own invention that worst-case scenarios start accumulating complexity until it’s so outrageous that it becomes likely. On occasion, reality takes the same form as my paranoia, and further delusion becomes believable. These delusions are not always negative because ego affects them with regularity. Sometimes I think I’m an amazing writer with incredibly original ideas; sometimes I think they’re so good that I must have taken them from someone else, from something that I remember from long ago. Memory, then, becomes less of an attribute and more of an obstacle. It’s a dangerous thing to remember.