And I definitely don't have those kinds of powers. I just know for a fact that I couldn't have gotten married when I was busy missing the wedding. There's no way it could be both. And somehow these little pieces...
I don't know how to explain it.
It started hazy. I was talking to my brother about something, and this date jumped out at me, but it didn't mean anything when I really thought about it. Not against everything I remember happening, anyway. But now this other freaky set of memories is nudging again, and I think something else did happen on that date. But I can't focus on it right. It's there, but it's not.
And it's not like my brain hasn't been flipped over and charbroiled like a dozen times, but my girlfriend is getting this too. And the only new factor is the son some alternate versions of ourselves had. We've been looking after him...