Day in the Life of an Idiot

I cannot count how many things about which I've thought, "Well, I will certainly never forget this," and then, usually after a lot of time has passed, I do indeed partially or sometimes altogether forget them.

I had concerns about invasiveness too, when I tried to rectify this tendency by journalling about various people and events, so I wound up referring to many exchanges and occurrences only obliquely, or with some kind of code that I am sure made sense at the time but makes Present Me screw up her forehead and eventually laugh in disbelief.

I've also had the experience of just drawing a blank when I need to come up with an anecdote about someone who has died and whom I'd interacted with repeatedly and really liked and enjoyed. Sometimes those will come back later, but they never come back when I need them. I hope you may find some memories of Ember over time.

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