I imagine walking into a room that I’ve walked into a hundred times before.I no longer recognize it.It’s as if someone has rearranged the furniture, and removed a few items in the process.I confuse time and space.I don’t remember important family events and even deny they happened.Familiarity is foggy and eventually loses loses its place altogether.I can’t remember what I did 15 minutes ago never mind yesterday.I can’t find my words, like I can’t find my slippers which I believe someone has stolen.Perhaps the same person or persons who have rearranged my furniture.It feels like someone is stealing everything from me - my thoughts, my words, my memory.It’s a cruel form of identity theft.And there is no way to get it back.A life erase
Thursday 21 September 2023
Joanne Filletti, September 13- October 1, 2023
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