Memory

It’s one of the hardest things to get used to, having your brain injured in all. One of seeing that everything, and I do mean everything, is by degree far harder than easy. Just yesterday at the doctor’s office and while I was waiting to be called. There were two or three patients also in the room listening as I went through the random memories of my past. The actual instance occurred roughly 9 years ago but thanks to my being made to tell it over and again it has become third or fourth nature.

 

 

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