On Monday I forgot my house keys; on Tuesday I did the same, but when I left work early to get home before RD went out I forgot my shopping. I went back to office to get it, and I think they thought I forgot to go home.
I forgot my friend’s son’s birthday, which is indeed a terrible sin.
But worse of all, this morning I forgot my jingly Mayan Ball; I feel naked.
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