In the past, I was not exempt from having some of these moments ...facing deadlines, but not of the nature that would cause great actual worry. I merely would wait until the last moment to begin on a school paper which was often due ...tomorrow??
I could be accused of, or be unprofessionally diagnosed with a condition called procrastination. Though I may claim that the label possesses a bit of unprofessionalism ...I cannot deny it was often true to the claim.
Procrastination gives much thought ...and often too much. But, what I am addressing here, is more a lack of thought. Not intentional careless thought ...or lack of it. I'm talking about amnesia ...where the presence of it is giving the recipient a bit of grief, because they want to know, but can't remember.
I've seen several comparatively old Westerns where the plot of the story involved a case of amnesia: inclusive of Heath Barkley, Hoss Cartwright, Jim West ...and to name one non-western more recent than those, the Bionic Woman.
There seemed to be little advantage to their cases ...and there was a desperate sense of wanting to know who they were. They didn't seem to lose their knack for doing things, or how to do things ...they just forgot who they were, and wondered if their present response and recent behavior had any link to how they used to be.
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