With the aging process going about its usual business and with my attempting to go about my business of denying what is happening to mind and body, I have of late been taking items of clothing, food, and all other things out of their place and leaving them about. The natural state of things that are strewn about and placed here and there is that they inevitably go missing. I was surprised when I caught myself opening my freezer compartment to place a diner in my microwave oven. This phenom goes the other way as well- micro to freezer. I have heard of mail placed in the fridge, perishable food placed on book shelves and the like.
Another cute happening going on has to do with holding a conversation with a friend, business rep anyone, in fact and trying to report details back to another friend. The second interaction doesn't go well when the friend begins to ask when, where, why, who and I can only answer I don't remember what was said. Can't say if I was not alert, not listening, distracted, concentrating on music in background or just not absorbing information. All I can say is, I just can't say, I just can't say. I must go now for I have misplaced my 10 pair of reading glasses and must go look for them.
