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<blockquote data-quote="tymeonadime" data-source="post: 147966" data-attributes="member: 8952"><p>Thanks for the welcome.</p><p></p><p>I have posted elsewhere about what I call " flashed " memories.</p><p></p><p>My earliest recollection of being " flashed" was an alarmingly realistic dream. I was fourteen yrs old, living with my parents. I dreamt one night that I had lostover a hundred pounds, and was marrying a beautiful woman. At the time I weighed 305 pounds and didn't even have a serious GF In this so called dream, I was driving a big ugly yellow car with a tattered green interior. With me was the aforementioned woman, a baby(?!?) and my uncle, who was so clearly older than he actually was....</p><p></p><p>I woke up feeling.....violated The memory of that dream had left a bad taste in my head. I eventually forgot about the dream. </p><p></p><p> When I was 18, I started to use methamphetamine and lost the weight. I went to 185 pounds, then checked in a rehab and came out three months later clean and sober. A week after my release, I used the last of my inheritance to buy a car and lease a small place. I was driving down the street one day, and for no reason that I know of, I stopped in the street, and parked on the shoulder and got out of my car As I stood there wonder wtf I was doing, A womans voice said HEY, as I started to turn toward the voice my entire body began to feel numb like I was made of cotton balls The instant I saw her, I recognized her, without knowing how She admired to feeling as if she had met me before when in fact we had never met. </p><p>Years later, a battle with her and opiates losing everything, and several split decisions that all ended badly, we were living with my uncle.( the one in my flash ) the third day we were there, my uncle called me out side He had bought me a car to help me get my feet back. It was a 77 Impala, canary yellow qith puke green interior. The next few days I felt that cotton ball sensation, and then I caught the woman trying to steal my wallet, and that was the end of her.</p><p></p><p>I can not help but to wonder, if that first flash wasn't me warning myself to stay away from that situation. Using the car as a memorable image ......</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="tymeonadime, post: 147966, member: 8952"] Thanks for the welcome. I have posted elsewhere about what I call " flashed " memories. My earliest recollection of being " flashed" was an alarmingly realistic dream. I was fourteen yrs old, living with my parents. I dreamt one night that I had lostover a hundred pounds, and was marrying a beautiful woman. At the time I weighed 305 pounds and didn't even have a serious GF In this so called dream, I was driving a big ugly yellow car with a tattered green interior. With me was the aforementioned woman, a baby(?!?) and my uncle, who was so clearly older than he actually was.... I woke up feeling.....violated The memory of that dream had left a bad taste in my head. I eventually forgot about the dream. When I was 18, I started to use methamphetamine and lost the weight. I went to 185 pounds, then checked in a rehab and came out three months later clean and sober. A week after my release, I used the last of my inheritance to buy a car and lease a small place. I was driving down the street one day, and for no reason that I know of, I stopped in the street, and parked on the shoulder and got out of my car As I stood there wonder wtf I was doing, A womans voice said HEY, as I started to turn toward the voice my entire body began to feel numb like I was made of cotton balls The instant I saw her, I recognized her, without knowing how She admired to feeling as if she had met me before when in fact we had never met. Years later, a battle with her and opiates losing everything, and several split decisions that all ended badly, we were living with my uncle.( the one in my flash ) the third day we were there, my uncle called me out side He had bought me a car to help me get my feet back. It was a 77 Impala, canary yellow qith puke green interior. The next few days I felt that cotton ball sensation, and then I caught the woman trying to steal my wallet, and that was the end of her. I can not help but to wonder, if that first flash wasn't me warning myself to stay away from that situation. Using the car as a memorable image ...... [/QUOTE]
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