Memento Mori

I thought this story was kind of depressing but I also liked that it kept my attention even though it was repetitive. After I read the first few paragraphs I was thoroughly confused with the mix of personal pronouns that didn't seem to add up. It took me until the second page to realize that the man with amnesia was talking to himself. It was bizarre that he would, after a moment of clarity or inspiration, write a note to the amnesia stricken version of himself. For me the most touching note was when he tells himself, "I just wanted you to know that I'm proud of you." This line made me think about how acceptance and recognition from others is a big part of life and when that's gone it has to be hard to find something to care about because no one else cares about you anymore. It's kind of funny how the man's double personality keeps him company and even plays mind games with him. This part of the story really reinforced the idea that when it comes down to it, you are the only person you can truly rely on in life. It's almost creepy that a disease could isolate you from the rest of the world, but at the same time provide you with a kind of split personality to keep you company. Kind of makes me wonder if it's almost a gift, to help the afflicted person from going completely insane with such a meaningless existence left ahead of them. Since I have a terrible memory myself, and everyone around me doesn't hesitate to tell me so, I really enjoyed this story because as pathetic as it sounds I could relate on some levels. I'm kind of confused about the whole watching the guy get hauled away on a stretcher and the minute man being taken away in a cop car. I'm wondering who he killed and if the "I raped and killed your wife" thing was a real memory or just part of his imagination. Other than some confusion, I liked this story.