Vague

Yesterday I randomly remembered remembering flashbacks of something. Yep.

I remember years of studying something involving strings of small dots of light. While I think they had colors as well, for me colors were irrelevant. It was the patterns and the interaction of these patterns that was important. More important than anything else (pffamily or whatever).

I think I remembered this either while taking a bus over a bridge and seeing dots of light reflect from the channel. Definitely I was thinking about this memory when walking to a store in the dark with Mom, Dad and sister. Was a few years old.

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If that's a glimpse of a past life, then my tendencies and habits in this life make sense. Still suspicious, though.