My head [is] so full of things to say or share or do… but sometimes, before they get out, I forget.
So I take notes.
Lots of notes.
Sometimes actually writing things down.
Ideas, thoughts, stories, plans, sketches, pictures — our current technology helps me maintain focus.
I haven’t had the mental or physical capability since this whole ordeal began a full year ago to go for a run. I used to run twice a week.
I’m just now back from one.
I was only out for about 20 minutes and, yes, it was a bit of a run/walk. It consisted of more running than walking.
Provided I don’t encounter any other significant/life-threatening injuries or setbacks, then I’ll also see about planning and preparing for an actual, organized 5K race as well.
Walking, jogging, running. I don’t care which.
But I will do one.
Gifts from Daisy — somewhat fitting it’s now been a year since it happened… and that it highlights the temporal lobe.
For the first time, in nearly one entire year, I don’t feel continuously inebriated.
I suffer from short-term remembery loss.
It was entertaining when I first saw Dory in Finding Nemo. It was slightly more amusing when I saw the backstory in Finding Dory.
Now that I live it, it’s hilarious.
Frustrating, yes.
But I can’t change it, so I might as well embrace the humor.
I’m not at all “Ten Second Tom” level (50 First Dates).
the rest of me 