Data Loss

Travelling backwards, as with this blog, means things always look smaller as soon as you see them, and keep getting smaller in the distance. Just like when you think of something and think its important, as you get older it seems less important.

So, the morning before that morning before it all ended seems a little less of an event.
Oh and yes, writing a blog backwards also gives you a headache.

I remember when I first went to school at the age of seven (I was a late starter) the girl sitting next to me started crying for some reason. Even at that age I thought “she must be very frightened`”. Everyone in the class seemed to be ignoring her so I got up and went over to her. The next thing I slipped and banged my head on a chair. My first concussion? You would think I would remember that very well, but in fact the only reason I remember it is because someone told me afterwards that I had slipped on some liquid. That’s why the poor girl was crying.

Memories seem to be some kind of brain ricochet through life that land up as thoughts from a nowhere place that does not exist anymore. Wow deep thinking. This is probably the reason I have such a bad memory. Like most people, I never forget a face, but never remember a name. I stood and had a conversation with a chap the other day. He asked me how I was doing, did I still live where I did, how was the music coming alone and on and on. I don`t have a clue who he was, but he looked familiar.
I knew he could not be an ex-lover because I am straight so that, at least, gave me comfort.

I have heard Data Retrieval gets worse as the years go by. My mother had Alzheimer’s and that is by far the worst. In the end she did not even know who she was anymore. It started kind of funny, like her dog was either fed 17 times a day or it was not fed at all. Your current girlfriend was always called your previous girlfriend, you were always called your father’s name and President Kennedy was a good friend who had been hit by at train whilst washing the car and looking for boxes. The ricochet effect was getting out of control. I think I kind of summed it up in the song Juliet Forgets and know I am not alone in experiencing the effects the disease can have on people around it. Data Protection will take on a new meaning for many people soon.
So I am off now to walk my own dog and breathe. Or have I already done that?


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