I don't remember

I don't remember much before being five years old. I don't remember my sister being around that much. I don't remember actually moving from one house to another. I don't remember when my grandparents left California to move across the country. But mostly, I find it hard to remember yesterday.

I find it easier to remember things from long ago, a month at least. On a bad side of things, college has taught me it's hard to remember some weekends, or distinguish one from another. I remember having fun, but I don't always remember what was said or what made everything so fun. I can always remember before... it gets hazy a few hours in sometimes. Pictures are definitely one way to remember these times, and so are friends.