Your Earliest Memory.
One of my earliest memories is a simple one. Laying on the floor in my parents bedroom staring at their vertical blinds until my eyes lost focus and the blinds looked like waves. My imagination took over and orcas and dolphins jumped out the waves, and mermaids waved at me. It was in our house in southern California so I was about 4 or 5. I have a few other memories in that house, but the one with the blinds I remember most clearly, though I could draw out the layout of our apartment and I'm certain my mom would say it is correct. I remember things in vivid images.
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