Wednesday, August 10, 2011

What Were We Talking About?

Absence of mind is catching.  Or rather it's swarming.  A hive of it has exploded and now the bits and pieces are looking for a new home.  Unlike bees they don't need a queen.  Each piece can find a mind and start a new home, multiplying it's forgetfulness until you can't even think of your own name or age (forgetting one's age isn't necessarily a bad thing, though it can prove embarrassing). 

I think I've been infected.