How Do I Know What I Think Until I See What I Say?

Nostalgia - it's delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, "nostalgia" literally means "the pain from an old wound." It's a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone. Don Draper "The Wheel" Mad Men Like a lot of writers, I suspect, many of the things I write come from memory. Not memories, per se--but from memory , using bits and pieces of things I've seen and heard and lived to create whole new places that, I hope, are just as real. And I've discovered, recently, that there are things I shouldn't do in order to preserve my memory. Like, for example, Facebook. Don't get me wrong--I'm on Facebook, and I've reconnected with people from my past and all that--but there are people who I don't look up, because they have become fantasies. And there are questions I don't ask of the people who I have reconnected with because I've already made up the answers. And when I go home, there are str