I struggle to recall names. I can’t remember why I go from room to room. Yet I recall with perfect clarity the long-past midnight hour, many years ago, when my two cats and I chased a mouse from kitchen to living room and back again, me with a large cooking pot into which I eventually scooped the mouse.
Of
what value is this clear memory when I land in my kitchen today having
forgotten my purpose?
—Mitchell
Hegman
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