My tired old head has a semblance of a memory within or at least that is my understanding. I can't imagine how it does all it does, storing things without a conscious thought and then years later finding it in the blink of an eye among all the millions there and immediately putting it up front when you think for it.
Like anything else a fault can develop that might be only temporary or it can lose a stored memory forever. Also pulling one up several times over the years it is possible to sweeten it up just a little each time till a bad memory can turn out to be pretty good.
When I started this I only wanted to say that my memory is something like a cracked record or maybe it is a cracked record. Anyway, I thought about all through the years trying to find if I've ever been happy to see a 31 degree temperature but the old memory wasn't able to put one forth. Leaves me unable to say for sure that I haven't but I was damn glad to see it here yesterday morning.
It doesn't take that teen, sub-teen or subzero crap to stick a useless large wish foremost in your mind. So large that it could disrupt and interfere with a lot of other things you might want to give attention to. Tho I have noticed that a freer mind hasn't helped much with the note.
Hum, looks like I have again successfully typed up a fair sized pile of nothing.
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"If at first you don't succeed; you are running about average." - M. H. Alderson
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