Most every Monday . . .

. . . morning I go through the same drill. I'm writing emails to various people in the office and I can't think of their names. What is worse is that I can't even look at a list of names and find the person. I look at a list and get lost; I start wondering, "for what was it that I was looking?" Maybe everyone gets like this; maybe I have some sort of "learning disability." Another example of this is one late summer not remembering which color was blue and which was green. It was before classes started, probably second or third grade, and I was cramming newly bought school supplies in a backpack or something. I guess that if I had walked outside I could have remembered, "Oh, the sky is blue and grass is green," but for the moment lived in the abstract world of crayons, pencils and notebooks I couldn't think of it.