But Thanks For Asking

3857755F-FB8D-4E8B-BCCA-46122DDA076COn May 1st I wrote a post in response to a prompt that asked us to write a sort of self-portrait. Since I blog anonymously, I didn’t really reveal a whole lot about myself. However, I did write, “In the comments section of this post, ask me anything you want to know about me.”

I received a number of interesting questions that I proceeded to answer in kind (i.e., with replies to the comments). But one question, from Cyranny, who blogs at Cyranny’s Cove, was quite intriguing. She asked, “If you could relive one day of your life again, knowing you can’t change anything about it, what moment would you like to live a second time, and why?”

At first, the idea of reliving one day in my life sounded fantastic, especially if I could relive it knowing what I know now.

But what’s with the “knowing you can’t change anything about it” part? Isn’t the whole point of reliving a day in your past so that you can use your knowledge of “the future you” to potentially change something about that day you lived in the past?

Yeah, I know. Doing anything to change the past could create a ripple in time that would result in unintended consequences in the future. And that is a violation of the Prime Directive, or something like that. But what’s the point of reliving a day in your life if you are going to say the same dumb things and make the same stupid mistakes? I mean if you can’t right the wrongs of your past, why bother reliving it?

Besides, what if the way I remember the day I select to relive is not really the way it actually happened? What if I romanticized that day in my mind and reliving it will turn out to be an incredibly disappointing experience? Talk about a bad case of cognitive dissonance.

After all, what are memories but reconstructions of the past based on our current understandings of the world? Memories change little by little over time. They fluctuate. They are filtered. They are enhanced or exaggerated.

I’m sure that the way I remember a day or a moment five years after I lived it and the way I remember that same day or moment fifty years after I lived it are very different.

So going back to relive a day for a second time, especially when you can’t change anything about it, could be traumatic for me if the actual event and my memory of it are not identical.

So, Cyranny, I’m really sorry, but I’m not going to choose a day in my life to relive a second time. And I think I’ve explained why.

But thanks for asking.


Photo credit: Alan Cleaver.

11 thoughts on “But Thanks For Asking

  1. Sight11 May 6, 2018 / 7:26 am

    Who wants to live in the past? Except for those experiencing heartbreak, those who heavily drink and always reminiscence about their past, hippies.. etc.. etc

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  2. newepicauthor May 6, 2018 / 7:48 am

    You must have had one ‘Glory Day’ or moment in your past where everything went right and there would be no need to change anything.

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    • Fandango May 6, 2018 / 10:44 am

      True, but that doesn’t mean I’d want to relive it. I’d rather remember it as a “glory day” than relive it and find out it may not have been as glorious as I remember.

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  3. Esme upon the Cloud May 6, 2018 / 9:56 am

    I’m with Newepic, I immediately thought of a day I loved, you should plump for one, there must be a happy day for you surely? Even if it was last week, it’s good to feel the wonder and joy again – esme C

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    • Fandango May 6, 2018 / 10:47 am

      I am a believer that you only live once. So I’m content with reliving happy moments in my memories, rather than actually reliving them and finding out they may not have been as “plump” as I remember them to have been.

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