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Where was I going just now? Before my thoughts turned towards dinner concoctions for tomorrow? Before I glanced into the car next door at the brunette tapping a cigarette out her window? I’ve found myself grounded at a red light that I don’t even remember stopping for. I tally my actions, reliving each and every detail, one by one: Drop off recycling. Check. Return overdue library book. Check. Buy scoopable cat litter. Check. But my yet-to-do list is still just a hazy blur. Thoughts sweep through my mind, pouring through like the passing cars, as if racing towards some unremembered goal barely hinted at in my peripheral vision. I start questioning my need to be in this time and place. While my thoughts slow to an inevitable pause the passing traffic lulls around me. In less than a moment’s notice, the red light morphs to green and like a start I’m back on track - on my way to pick up a gallon of milk, having forgotten the act of forgetting. |