C.R.S.
C.R.S.
I have C.R.S. I know a lot of people who CAN'T REMEMBER SHIT but I'm talking about me. When I can't remember shit, I waste a lot of time trying to remember the shit. I'll re-trace my steps, hoping to jar my memory of the thing I forgot. It happens a lot when I'm in a rush. I'll be getting in the car and suddenly remember that I left my friend's birthday present on the counter. I'll run back inside. As soon as I open the door, I can't remember why I came back in. Sometimes I make phone calls but I forget who I'm calling. I forget where I park ALL OF THE TIME. I've had to drive around in the security trucks to find my car. When I'm in the supermarket, I can't remember why I'm there. Sometimes, when I'm driving, I forget where I'm going. All of a sudden I'll snap out of a daydream- SHIT! Where was I going? Did I miss the exit? Why am I wearing a dress? How long have I been in the car?
I hate when that happens.
It sucks having C.R.S.
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