This week has been a wild ride
in more ways than usual.
First it snowed so much that,
no one could ride anywhere.
Then I started a new job,
where I arrived by sheer luck
for training, training, training,
and, did I mention, training?
My mind is not as elastic as it used to be.
A complete two inch binder
about caring for the elderly,
was crammed into my mind this week.
I wonder what info was lost?
I guess if I run into you and smile and say,
“Hiiiii! How are you doing?”
and never say your name,
You’ll know your name was some data
that was overwritten or lost. Please forgive me.
My mind decided knowing CPR was more
important than names of dear friends,
and that knowing how to help an
elderly person fall gently
is more important than
my passwords for
OverRide and GoodReads.
So what I’m saying is…
if you run into me somewhere and,
I seem a little distracted and blank faced,
it’s because I lost part of my data
this week and I’m trying to recover it.