I begin to believe what they told me: I am in a business that will permanently damage my head and memory. I think I have some symptoms of amnesia: realities, memories, and imagination are buried into all sorts of errands and burdens in the life. What happens everyday just sink into the abyss of the deep dark ocean. The waves just toss me around. The effor to remember something always turns out to be vain and painful. Instead of remembering something, I was thrown into somewhere in the past, where different stages of life put themselves together: from my grandpa's window, I could see the beautiful forests that face to my dorm; the walnet trees in the yard are imbeded in the picture of my beautiful campus. Probably I dwell in too much in an alternate life that already dispelled, I think my memory is out of control. That's the main reason why I got amnesia these days.I go back to my schedule book so much,I just need to rely on it to remind me everything. One day I met a friend, but his name just espaced me until yesterday, I thought I got his name, or possibly his name. I dare not to call him because I think I might call the wrong person, which will embarass both of us. I need to find a way to help myself concentrate, to be more alert to what's around me, and to avoid going back to the past that seems to be fading but struggling to come back.