Of all the things I remember trying, forgetting is the toughest. Quite impossible, in fact.
My memory doesn’t just serve me right, it’s a downright slave to me. Fetches me every little thing at the slightest.
Guess I am a pachyderm by one more thing besides size.
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2 comments:
Know what you mean. Suffer from a good memory myself. On the plus side, you never forget the good stuff - the birthdays, the anniversaries, a look on someone's face. On the flip side, you never forget the bad stuff either.
So true. And yeah, the good stuff is an advantage though.
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