The earliest memory I remember is my dad holding me and showing me outside and showing me around as our house was being constructed. Only the framework had been put in place so far, and I was looking around confused and amazed. This is all I can remember, and I have no idea how old I was purely from memory. I do know that my family and I moved to that location when I was 3, so that was probably my age. I do feel continuous with myself in that memory; I feel that child I am remembering is me and that we have the same identity.
-- Edited by 102intro on Wednesday 2nd of November 2011 03:32:25 AM
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