One week later, I still know nothing

 Tuesday, 8 August 2017

I am writing this on the morning of the evening when the moon will be full. But I am not sure if the madness which follows has anything to do with lunacy. Since a week or so ago, I have begun to question everything I know… or thought I knew… especially the bits I am beginning to find it hard to remember.

In fact, as I grow older, there are things I can’t remember. I can’t remember people’s names; I can’t remember people’s faces; and – I can’t remember what the third thing is!

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