Time, where does it go
I was catching up on emails this morning, when I realised we are in August.
What happened to July?
Time Doesn’t appear to have any meaning at the moment.
Days roll into days, weeks into weeks
For me, the memory of July is a blank
No blogs for several weeks, some partly written
Reliant on my diary and notes
To remind me of the things I have done
I was at the Global Disability Summit in London
I thought it was last week but its nearly 3 weeks ago
Most of the detail consigned to my notes
The memories of my time there return in short flashbacks
I went shopping with my wife on Saturday in M&S we had breakfast there,
On Monday we were in Cole Brothers for some lunch
I swore blind we were in M&S
How our Dementia’s play tricks on us.