I think most people can’t just replay their childhood at will. I’ve recently been talking to my siblings a lot (and have also previously had similar conversations with my spouse about our history) and am often told that they’re very impressed by the scope of my memory.

However, the stories I recall to them aren’t just memories that I sought out and retrieved. They’re things that I was reminded of by the path of our conversations (or other external stimuli) - what you might call prompts.

If you were to browse my comment history, you would see a similar phenomenon: I tell lots of anecdotes and they are (at least in my eyes) relevant to the conversation, but for many of those stories, I didn’t have them immediately available. Instead they were summoned by the comment thread.

edit: Maybe this is an ADHD thing. That said, while I’m almost certainly neurodivergent, I’ve never been diagnosed with ADHD and don’t believe I have it. However, it’s not impossible and I don’t mean to invalidate your perspective, just provide mine.

Hey, you corrected them on needing to be corrected. Well done!

My best.

It’s even an option virtually!

That reminds me of a Dave Barry column I read discussing people who would competitively vacuum up gasoline.

To learn more, watch the movie The Cell!

Isn’t every man a psiren enthusiast unless they have access to wax?