The Frustration of Forgetfulness.

You have a good topic idea at work and the phone rings before you can write it down.  You record the call data, grab your thoughts notebook that sits beside your work notebook, and you have totally forgotten the topic.

You are driving home and thinking about the blog you want to write when you get there.  In fact, you manage compose the entire thing in your head.  You even rework it a bit.  Then someone nearly causes an accident in front of you and you get home, fuming about the stupid drivers, and realize you remember nothing about the amazing blog you just mentally wrote.

You sit down and write out a line or two of a new blog when the cat leaps onto your desk and misses.  This results in the falling cat plunging claws into your leg, arm, chest or whichever part of your body is handy in order to stop the fall.  (I have a glass topped desk that tends to cause more than a few falls for the cats)  After you scream bloody murder, terrify the cats and probably the neighbors, get up and clean the wounds, cover them with New Skin, scream again from the brief but intense stinging of the product, you then try to get back to what you were writing.  You look at your first one or two lines and have no idea where you were going with them. 

Or maybe I just have a piss poor memory because I crammed it to full of books I’ve read, shows I’ve watched, and strange, random, but utterly useless facts that just seem to stick to the brain like they were attached with gorilla glue.

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