My Epitaph

I’m going to request that when I die, my epitaph should read, “I was gonna say something, but I forgot what it was.”

Now here’s the scary part: I can’t remember a time when I didn’t say that so I’m not sure I can even blame it on aging, albeit the amount of times I say it now has certainly increased.

My mind just goes a mile a minute, jumping from one thought to the next. I try to be a good listener (and I think I am), but as I listen, I form questions and replies to what I’m hearing and I find I’m desperately trying to remember what I want to say when it’s finally my turn to speak. Naturally, I don’t remember and so I’m forced to say, “I was gonna say something, but I forgot what it was.”

At that point, the person starts speaking again and eventually my mind sparks with the memory of what I was going to say, but I don’t want to interrupt. So, I try to hold onto the memory as I form additional questions and responses.

And this can go on for quite a while until I get all my thoughts out into the universe, and usually by that time, the person doesn’t even want to discuss the issue anymore.

Please, reassure me that I’m not alone here.