Can't Sleep

Sometimes I think that I can remember everyday of my life. It all seems so vivid. The major events, the family issues, and even the tiny, unimportant things like: my Aunt Suzy teaching me how to put on make-up and telling me I didn't need it, like when I was a girl, I put sparkly nail polish on my favorite Barbie's eyes and her eyes rubbed off- my mom painted them back on, she had to repaint them every so often for the next several years.

These little things just keep coming to me when I try to relax. It is just odd. They aren't traumas or anything necessarily life changing, but the are little pieces of me that haven't been thought about in awhile.

I just wonder if everyone else thinks about their lives like this. The details.