My mind is a sieve now, but with really extra large holes so that nothing is retained, everything just slips right on through. Which is a good thing sometimes, I don't get too stressed out over things because I can't dwell on thoughts like I used to. But it's also a bad thing when I need to remember something.
The view from my handlebars... A glimpse into the mind of a working mom.
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