Fiction has been a closed book to me lately, a combination of restlessness, being "burned out" by a force fed diet of horror, and thinking about fiction of my own. But the procrastination monster must be fed, and I found myself picking up this non- fiction work by Oliver Sacks the other day. And am ...
From this book, he wrote about how brain damages could cause us to not even recognize people we know, from things.I read this a long time ago. And I still remember that it is this book and books of this kind that lead to me realize that I'm my brain. If I lost my arm, I'm still me. If I lose my brai...
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