Remembrance is mine.

I don't know what today will mean or what it will hold. I know it causes some hearkening back. I know the memories flood in even more acutely than when I'm just having my normal flood of acute memories. I know that -- more than anything -- I am examining the significance of the year that has gone by. Not just the day that was.

I remember what I wore. I remember where I went. I remember what I ate. I remember each hour passing.

But that's no different than nearly any other day. I have a memory rivaled only by trained professionals and crazy people. I have the sort of memory that makes one wish it was easier to forget.