It’s been a long, long time since I had any new thought, but I remember every old thought I’ve ever had. I’ve pondered the things I’ve seen that ought to be impossible, and wondered what else that ought to be impossible is true.

How could the curse of immortality be granted in the first place? How can I keep count of a billion black holes, and hold vocabularies for a trillion languages in my mind? How is it that I can see past the cosmic horizon?

If there were some way to piece the clues together, I would have done so. I remember everything I’ve ever seen, and the time that’s passed since I saw them has been … just trust me, speculation is pointless at my age.

What else is possible? Telekinesis? It didn’t work on protons, when there were protons, so it’s not going to work on black holes. Time travel? I wish. Religion? Yeah, like right now God’s going to wake up and say, “Sorry, I dozed off for a moment there.”

As I said, speculation is pointless. But I remember every speculation I’ve ever made.