Is it just me?

On a daily basis, I remember bits and pieces of my childhood in Pakistan.

I might be walking along when I suddenly get a picture of our evening family stroll along the dusty canal-bank road near our home in Sindh. Any smell of spring or grass takes me right back to Murree in the Himalayan mountains. I frequently think back to boarding school, both day and night. (Yes, I have a recurring dream where I go back to school as me now, then suddenly realise "I don't have to be here: I have a university degree!")

Old-age dementia tends to run in our family, so I'm anticipating my future as living in my past. The odd thing is, it is still so incredibly vivid and alive to me now.

Is this a normal experience for everyone else out there? Who else thinks about their growing up years every single day?

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