In one of my memory compartments I am still waking up before 6 am to go running in the predawn morning though I haven't done this for 15 years. Someone is saying "Hurry Dad, I've got to get to the soccer game!" Comes from the same place. "Get the phone someone! Please!" These little urgent messages get stuck in one of my memory circuits like foreboding nursery rhymes. Maybe they just want some attention because they have no purpose except maybe to divert me from the useful memories like turning off the element on the stove.
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