Reflections 8/8/2020: Yikes! This is happening to me waaay more often than I want to admit! (Luckily I forget about it quickly though!) Memory. A slippery little devil! It was bad enough when I’d resignedly climb the stairs to retrieve a needed item, only to forget what that item was. Or even remember what I was doing that required that item! (Don’t judge me… you do that too!) But the other day I kicked it up a whole ‘nother notch. I couldn’t remember the name of my beloved horse Calley! My brain got stuck in the herd of childhood horses we owned way back when and I couldn’t break it loose to time travel 50 years into the (then) future. Kept picturing my other chestnut mare, Marci. Ed finally jolted my memory through those 5 needed decades and supplied Calley’s name. I’d like to write these brain warps off to residual chemo chemicals swirling through my gray matter, but I suspect much of it is just plain and simple aging. I tried Prevagen, the “miracle drug from jellyfish,” but my mind still felt as amoebic as its shapeless source. (Hoping my WordConnect and Solitaire games keep SOME electrical activity charging through my brain.) God, as long as I don’t forget You, Ed, Braun, Bryn, Sladjana, Anthony (and of course little Roo), I can muddle my way through the rest of my life! And hopefully find humor in the cauliflower I still call a brain!