My mind just seems to have a mind of its own. I’m sure I can’t really explain this enough for you to truly understand. It’s just that sometimes while I am doing almost anything, my mind suddenly needs attention, and it won’t stop reminding me of that until it gets it.

Sometimes what is on my mind’s mind takes hours to get done. Basically, the world must stop until its task is accomplished. I know the old saying about chewing gum and walking too is an example of multitasking. My mind is definitely a multitasker. On any given moment, a dozen things pop across it that demand attention. It has always been that way, but it seems to have accelerated in the past couple of years. I think that has something to do with living LOMO.

I believe that I have accepted, maybe even welcome, the fact of death. When my body starts seriously degrading, it’s time for me to go. But my mind often has other ideas. Even though I now often find myself forgetting something just a minute after it happens, my mind kinda thinks that it is immortal.