Memory
I'm not going anywhere, but I find myself getting lost too frequently these days. I'm getting lost in old memories. They aren't all bad, but they are not all good. Mostly they're about people. For as much as I am remembering, I'm frightened by what I'm forgetting. I've had a habit of misplacing things and freaking out when I can't find them. I still freak out if the thing I'm looking for is needed immediately (like car keys). What has become worrisome is the frequency of forgetting and the relative calmness that accompanies the forgetting. I spend a lot of time wandering around my apartment because I just don't remember. Everything is getting hazy. I am still mostly remembering what day of the week it is, but time has so little meaning to me right now. I had more to say, but I've forgotten it.