maldoror wrote:
it's probably because certain things in the enviroment trigger different realizations.
For me perhaps is the other way round.When a revelation happens in your mind, I am brought to photograph the environment where I am in that moment. Same holds when you say something important to some one, or when someone tells you something that you will remember. You remember what you were told, and where you were told that.
When I was six years old and my birthday was approaching, someone (I don't remember who, but I suppose my parents) asked me what I wanted as a birthday gift. I answered: "some sparkling water to drink". Everybody laughed around me. Understandably, because sparkling water was less than a peanut as a request. What I remember is the laughter and the exact place where it happened (a street of a seaside resort), not who was with me. What is also bizarre is that I lived all my life remembering this episode, but only now, ten days ago, I realized that the episode was not only bizarre, but also a symptom of something going wrong with me even then.