Something That Really Got Me About 17776 Was People Talking About Things From Their Childhood...

Something that really got me about 17776 was people talking about things from their childhood...

Like most people will forget many things from childhood over the course of their natural life - can you *imagine* holding on to multiple lifetimes' worth of memories? And still recalling the oldest ones??

You can only remember so much. And yet Lori still feels an ache that she never got to see New York. Eddie is still memorizing every inch of the cave he played in as a kid. Nancy still remembers what it was like to lose her grandfather as a child, and things her dad used to say.

After THOUSANDS of years... but of course they would hold onto them. After all, those memories seem to be the only pieces of human childhood left - besides beautiful old murals, submerged and abandoned.

But we're talking about infinity - how long until the last person forgets how things used to be? Until the centuries are blurred together, until forever has been always?

Or can anyone truly, entirely forget what childhood felt like? Is that not what they're all chasing, coming back to through creating and playing games together?

It never has to end, the sun will never set, you never have to go home, we can keep playing together and never have to grow up again. We will never get to grow up again.