“Good morning! How are you today?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even know WHO I am.”
And at that piece of honesty, I reverted into the hearty assurances which I have seen so many people give – you know – the “Oh we all have memory problems” – the kind of assurance that leaves my love just looking away – too confused to argue, but knowing full well the assurance is false.
“Well,” I said, pulling out my best psycho babble, “I guess none of us really know who we are….”
He just looked away.
CaringCV 