memory

That hellish moment when years of poor memory suddenly blossom into not being able to remember an obvious name from a long held fandom, that just happened to me. Eating breakfast, chatting with my husband and suddenly groping in an absolute void for this name and coming up 100% empty. My husband said the name and it didn't sound right, didn't fit, and slowly it did fit, and my panic receded but tears still clung to my lashes as I tried to continue with our erstwhile happy conversation. I don't dare name the look in my husband's eyes.

On Thursday I started a painting.