Tuesday, March 06, 2007
If I could memorize things as well as this guy, I'd be a much happier person. I'd never have to look like a refugee in a parking lot trying to find my car, I'd never embarrass myself in front of people whose names escaped me, I'd never miss an appointment, a birthday... But wait. I would never be able to use the excuse "I forgot." Hm. Is it a gift, or a curse?