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As I type these words, summer feels very much over, with a chill in the air and puddles on the ground.
But there's one thing that is very much not over.
In fact, I begin to wonder if, like the Hydra before it, it can even be killed.
And that's the feature the world has grown to love, fear and anticipate in equal measure.
You guessed. It's the one in which the first person to comment below gets to decide the topic of the day.
I possess no foreknowledge of what that might be. Nor would I wish to possess any. Therefore, feel free to set your topic afloat and discover in which direction the zephyrs of discourse carry it.
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3 comments:
By no means is this meant to be the only entry in “speak your brain, “but share a brief story of something you have “forgotten. “
As in… On Sunday, I drove 30 minutes to play soccer (the rain head relented] only to find out that I had forgotten my shoes. One cannot play soccer in sandals, lol.
I am hopeful some of you have had more interesting and/or entertaining moments of forgetfulness!
Or… what song have you been singing in your head lately? For me it’s the song written by George Clinton for Thomas Dolby “Hot Sauce.”
chArlie
When I was a couple of years out of University I went to a gig after work with a work friend.
Whilst we were there, we bumped into someone I’d known from Uni: she’d been part of a wider of circle of friends.
I could not remember her name, and as we were further into conversation I knew the point was coming where I’d have to introduce her to my colleague.
I got into such a state of inner panic that at one point not only could I not remember her name, I also couldn’t remember the name of the person I was with. Eventually that cleared, and I remembered and was able to belatedly introduce them.
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