The memory of those who can mentally reconstruct their childhood—recalling memorable moments and various events with details that would naturally be overlooked—is enviable. And even more enviable is the memory of those who, in addition to what they already recall effortlessly, can bring back just as much more by making an effort. For this is not a universal faculty. And for those who lack it, even worse than a void is uncertainty—that is, the vague recollection that something happened, but without any way to verify it. In other words: the guy has the impression of having said, thought, or experienced something, but cannot reconstruct it; he cannot even recall exactly what he said, thought, or experienced. Hence, another thought may immediately follow: if he did indeed say, think, or experience what he believes he did, then the connection between that distant event and the present would be real; and this connection, beyond being unimaginable and extraordinary, could not only endow destiny with beauty and meaning, but also affirm a fundamental reality. However, memory cannot confirm it: the astonishing coincidence, therefore, cannot assume a value greater than that of mere possibility. A waste that is extremely hard to swallow!