Heptapod B

“Before I learned to think in Heptapod B, my memories grew like a column of cigarette ash, laid down by the infinitesimal sliver of combustion that was my consciousness, marking the sequential present. After I learned Heptapod B, new memories fell into place like gigantic blocks, each one measuring years in duration, and though they didn’t land in order or land contiguously, they soon composed a period of five decades.”

from Story of Your Life

by Ted Chiang