I am feeling rather uninspired with this blog today. You know when you feel like writing "something", but you don't know what? So I actually have no idea what this entry is going to end up being about.
My 21 year old sister visited yesterday, on her way to a trip with her new boyfriend. It was nice to see her, I've actually really missed her. There's only 20 months between us, so I don't really remember a time when she wasn't around. As kids, it was me and her against my parents. I wouldn't say we were particularly loyal to each other in general, in fact we were often horrible to each other, but being so close in age, we did spend a lot of time together, and when we were both in trouble (rather than just one of us) I think it was a comfort to have each other.
It's strange, I "know" a lot of things that happened in my childhood, but I don't "remember" them. There's no feelings attached to anything. And quite often, someone will mention something that happened when I was younger, and I'll have absolutely no recollection of it, even though they say it's something I probably should remember.