Do you ever stand up to go somewhere, walk over and then wonder why you’re there? Happens to me all the time — wait, that doesn’t sound very reassuring. It happens to me some times.
Often walking back to where I came from to trigger the thought that made me leave in the first place.
Doesn’t really leave one with a strong feeling of confidence in my abilities now, does it?
But, if you’re being honest with yourself I bet it happens to you as well.
What is it about our memory that makes some stuff ‘stick’ and other stuff appear to vanish? Looking back to my 20s I can still recall studying for university exams … reading a section of a text book … then reading it again … and again … all to no avail. That page of information just wasn’t going to stay in my head.