I still can't over some of the things you've told me about your past life...

[Infiltrating a cult. Singing opera to leeches... Okay, it's mainly the leeches.]

It really is frustrating, especially because it makes perfect sense in the memory. Then as soon as you look at it, whatever logic was there promptly falls apart. I'm sorry you're stuck dealing with that too; hopefully you'll remember more about it soon.