I sometimes, although I try not to, feel I have lost the last two years. A good way to represent this is analysing one of my passions in life - sport.
I find it strange watching sport now, because so much has changed. I have used the metaphor of taking a huge step sideways and the world continuing turning, without me, then slotting back in and desperately trying to catch up.
For me, sport bookmarks so many of my most clear memories. I know what I was doing in 1994 purely because it was the football World Cup in America! My memories of sport, be it football, rugby, or the Olympics; all these help anchor memories to dates and times.
So having a gaping hole in my memory and knowledge is tough to get used to, I have never used Google as much as this in my life!
I keep a list on my phone of missed sporting events. I'm not suggesting anyone should focus on missed events, but the point is to show how much can change in two years.
Seeing as I love rugby and work as a rugby journalist, let me begin there:
As well as having no clue who has won the last two Six Nations, Premierships or Heineken Cups, there have been major domestic changes with the European Champions Cup replacing the Heineken Cup and the European Rugby Challenge Cup replacing the Amlin Cup.
Everytime I watch rugby, numerous players and coaches are different.
For example, the clubs close to my heart: my hometown club Leicester Tigers, and the biggest club in my home of the last seven years, Gloucester, have seen major changes.
Fly-half Freddie Burns has swapped Gloucester's cherry and white for Leicester's red, white and green. The entire Gloucester coaching line-up has changed too.
Seeing as it is the Cheltenham Festival this week, I have no memories of the last two. My brain is still set to the days of Kauto Star and Denman. But I have always enjoyed the Festival nightlife.
Growing up, I was better at football than rugby, so imagine my delight when I discovered I shared birthdays with Ryan Giggs, who has moved into coaching. As a result of my connection to Giggs, I supported Manchester United.
Having grown up watching United win titles under Sir Alex Ferguson, it is strange seeing Louis Van Gaal in the dugout.
Sadly, Manchester United are not the force they once were. My hometown club, Leicester City, are back in the Premier League, and my brain still thinks Mark Yates is Cheltenham Town boss. It doesn't help when Jose Mourinho returns to Chelsea for a second stint.
Peter Moores is back in charge of England's cricket team, which again, is no different for me.
Although it is annoying not having a reliable memory, in a way it is nice as I get to relive many sporting moments over and over again. Amy jokes she has seen my reaction to finding out Andy Murray won Wimbledon about 17 times!
As I come to terms with my need for Google, sports wise, I am slowly finding new anchors to tether my memories.
I have now let go of my dreams of becoming a footballer (that happened along time ago!) I still want playing sport to be a big role in my life so being a world champion at badminton seems to be the best option.