Answering a question...

In filling out a survey about memorization, one question asks, "What's one problem you hope to address by improving your memory?"

My response:

They say that if a shark stops swimming, it dies. All my life, I've felt that if I stop learning, I would mentally "die," an idea that became more acute after my mother (a college graduate with masters degrees, multilingual, who played a mean piano) developed Alzheimer's and eventually died.

Paraphrasing Tennyson, it is my wish to sail as far as I can in what remains to me in this lifetime. It may be that the gulfs will capsize me, and though much has been taken, much abides, and despite having been made weak by time and fate and not being as strong as I once was, I will not cease to strive, to seek, to find... and not to yield! For me, having an improved memory will improve both my outer life and my inner life.

Sorry to get all literary on you, but there it is.

Cheers...

Of, of course...

As soon as I open my big yap about how "normal" yesterday was, I hit a night where I could not fall asleep for love or money (an expression, as I have no idea how things might have to work out to make that literal).

Today has been a reasonable day, but while I really do want to go to sleep, on the one hand, I do not want to wake up at 12:30 am and then lie there sleepless until the wee hours, on the other.

First job of the year came in and went out. Always a good sign.

Cheers...