What Do Your Memories Look Like?

The past looks the same in my mind as it does on the screen. (vol. 1, no. 11)

One day when I was seven, my brothers and I were tossing around a Nerf football in the backyard. I caught a spiral, turned, and sprinted for an imaginary touchdown. As I ran, my point of view and my perception of time changed. I was suddenly looking down at the scene from a nearby hilltop. I saw myself running too far ahead of the others to be caught. M…