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My Biggest Fear — Losing Time
Not being able to remember what I did, when I did it
I recently lost my debit card. Two days ago, I was leaving the house, and took my wallet with me. I like checking that I have everything with me before leaving, and so I glanced in my wallet. It was gone. My debit card, which always stays in one set slot in my wallet, was gone. I searched for it, but it wasn’t in the house. Logical conclusion? I’d left it in some shop somewhere.
I closed my eyes, concentrated, and remembered I’d taken out my card to buy a cake a few months ago. I told my mom I was going to the shop, but that I didn’t think I’d recover the card. It’d been months, after all. My mom just looked at me in a curious way and told me it hadn’t been months.
I’d gone there less than a week ago.
You know how sometimes you hear something and it just makes you stop? Less than a week ago? I could’ve sworn it’d been months. What else was I misremembering? Why was my memory suffering on that level? This wasn’t the first time it’d happened, either. I’ve lost time before.
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