When I was was a kid I wanted to be a chemist when I grew up. Later, as a teenager I wanted to trek across South America. What I did instead was hit my head really hard, and get amnesia. I was like one of those rare cases like in the movie Momento, except I could make new memories, I just couldn't remember anything from before my head injury (you know, like my childhood and all that stuff). Also, I kept it a secret, and didn't make any million dollar movie deals, so that's probably why you've never heard of me. I had amnesia for ten years. Mostly I just survived, floating around without much drive to do anything. I lived in extreme poverty for all of those ten years, and for a few more afterwards. When I wrote this book I was working as a cashier in a grocery store, I am not some glamorous best-seller that appears on some list in the New York times.
