The Joy of Losing One’s Mind
There are benefits to losing one’s memory. Like when you slow-drag step to the kitchen wanting something, you don’t know what, but something that isn’t in your kitchen. You open the fridge, glance over the milk, the cheese, the stuff you already knew was there. Then you open the freezer, out of a need to complete the moot ritual, and to your genuine surprise, you find this!

It is then you remember that you were just at the store three hours ago, you bought this, and it was YOUR OWN HAND that put it in your freezer in anticipation of this very moment.
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Sweet! Like finding a $10 spot in an old coat pocket
It scares me that I started doing that in my 20’s! By the time I’m 50 I should be well on my way to drooling and babbling.