October 21, 2011
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can’t remember the title
It seems likely that I have reached the absolute limit of functional intelligence. Really. Last night I went to the store and couldn’t remember my birthdate. I almost forgot to pay, couldn’t remember which pocket my keys were in, and just generally was goofy. I started laughing. The cashier laughed along when I said I might be a little tired. Then she suggested I drive very carefully.
This was all on the heels of seeing many, many people I knew. Well, they thought I knew them. I saw huge amounts of people who actually seemed glad to see me. One of them, at least, knew me by name. I smiled and said hi. But I have NO IDEA who these people were. I have no recollection of ever having seen their faces. It happens often enough that I recognize someone, but can’t place them. Usually I get the connection of who they are and how I know them… in the middle of the night. But that has the requirement that I recognize the face.
I’m a little frightened. Am I living a double life that I just don’t know about? Did I get that lobotomy that’s been on my Christmas list? Will I recognize my own family tomorrow? Will you be seeing my face on a milk carton?
I suppose it’s possible that I have WAY too much going on. ‘Cause, yea, I do.
What’s my name again?
Comments (5)
yikes. I frequently walk from one room to the other with no idea why or how I got there, but that sounds like nowhere near the same thing. Once I got lost going home along a very very very familiar route. Don’t know how it happened but I recognized nothing. It was freaky. But kinda fun too, like doing a good drug with none of the legal risk.
@ordinarybutloud - oh. i’m all about the hereafter. and i often miss turns. (one of these days i may make a wrong turn and keep on going- might not have those lyrics just right, but maybe you’ll recognize them anyhow)
@promisesunshine - hahahahaha…just last weekend I had to drive to the coast and I thought, is there any reason to go back, really?! Sometimes I have fantasies of moving to an adobe cottage somewhere in the desert and never, ever coming back.
@ordinarybutloud - we both need a vacation. that’s all there is to that. i think i’ll take a vacation from reality.
I remember having some of those feelings.