FORGETTING SEEMS TO BE HABIT. THE MIND FORGETS, BUT MY BODY NEVER SEEMS TO. KNEES CREAK AND CRACK AND POP EVERY MORNING I GET OUT OF BED. THE BIG TOE I BROKE IN COLLEGE, DOING A HEADER OFF THE TOP BUNK, FOLLOWING BEHIND THE REST OF OF MY BODY, HIT THE FLOOR WITH A YELL FROM ITS OWNER. IT NEVER FORGETS, THE BODY REMEMBERS WHAT THE MIND FORGETS. A GETTING OLD PREDICAMENT.
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