Well obviously if you don’t remember you forgot it then you won’t remember that you don’t remember it. I guess I mean the most important place that you remember you forgot
I remember all the rooms except one, in all the places I’ve lived in since age 3, which is over a dozen of them especially if you only count places I’ve been in for a month or so.
I don’t remember the bathroom in the house I lived in for a couple months when I was 13.
I also don’t remember the laundry room or the office of the apartment I lived in for 7 months in 1998. But other than that I remember all the class rooms, offices, and rooms I’ve worked or lived in since I was 3.
(In this context, “living” means any place that was part of your daily life for what you consider an apprpriate amount of time.)
I’ve forgotten over half of the places I lived. We moved sixteen times before I was eighteen. But the most important place I’ve forgotten was definitely the first four 1/2 years of my life, which I spent in India. Not even a faint memory, not even for a second, and that makes me very sad.
We lived in an apartment for a couple of months when I was three years old. I can remember the living/dining/kitchen part of the apartment, but have no memory of my bedroom there.
The bathrooms in the first house I lived in. I remember what the upstairs bathroom looks like as there are many photos of me in its tub but I don’t know where to place it in the hallway.
Given that my mother still lives in my main childhood home (and I was just there months ago) and that remembering the places I’ve lived since then is a snap, I gotta go back to the place we lived for a few years up until I was almost 7. (And before that are just a few fleeting dream-like images.)
I remember “my spaces”: bedroom, kitchen, living room, bathroom quite well. The one room I remember least is the small room that was used a nursery. I remember where it was in the house and that it was small. But I have no mental picture of what it looked like.
Hmm, I just was trying to remember the area above the stairs to the basement. I think it was a little alcove of some sort but I don’t remember how it was situated with respect to the hall. All I can remember is that an old school desk was kept there. One of those ones where the seat is in front and the desktop is in back. Works okay if you have a row of them. Not so much for a single one.
