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by A.P. Porter

I’ve been expecting my memory to fade for years, and now it’s leaving on a fast train. Not wanting to end up wandering the neighborhood in my skivvies, I’ve been looking around for ways to help my old brain, including the calendar software on my computer.

I was creating a calendar entry just now, and I realized that I didn’t know which category — health, pleasure, money, et cetera — made the most sense.  I was going to have coffee with a friend I talk to maybe twice a year. They’re a good person, the only sort I can be bothered with.

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