I can tell my brain needs a rest when I fail to recognize people I’ve known for years! My memory comes and goes, a tad worse if it’s a crowded scene in an unfamiliar location. Today I told someone I’d remember her name because she looks like someone I know named Debbie. I realized on the drive home that she was both of them. She must have thought I was nuts acting like I’d just met her. If I do it to you, you can laugh and call me on it! But no worries, a good night’s sleep and I’ll be sharp as a tack again.
I can tell when my brain needs a rest
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