We find people we want to hang with so we do. Then we discover we like similar stuff so we do that. Then over time we like new stuff and our friend doesn’t like the new things. We are still friends but we don’t do stuff together anymore. See? It’s weird.
I apparently can’t do anything alphabetically without singing the song. I’m an adult. I should be able to do this without signing, but here I am at work signing like a preschooler.
I am struggling to remember simple things like conversations with my husband from this morning but ask me what I wore to the 8th grade prom I’ll describe it too you down to the pink asymmetrical hemline. Why is memory so weird? I’m worried that like many of my relatives I will develop dementia. Every… Continue reading Memory is a Strange Friend