Living Groups
Chapter Ninety Three.






I am incredibly forgetful. I didn't used to be, I brought it upon myself. In order to not be bored by the mediocrity of my life I started looking at time differently so that I never really noticed nor minded the passing of large chunks of it. Consequently I can't remember what I was doing this time yesterday, must less anything about my first grade class. I take it on faith that I went to first grade at all.
Now that I love my life, I think I wish I could go back to how I used to be where I had a great memory and sat in class agonizing over the slowly moving hands of the clock.



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