Brain Space

I truly believe there is only so much you can know at any given time. I’m pretty sure I’m at capacity, which is why I’m so forgetful. At my age, every time I learn something new, something else gets pushed out. It’s a pretty common theory amongst the absentminded. And the aging.

It’s amazing what we don’t know anymore.
I don’t think we’re dumber. I think we’re dumb different.

Over time, we replace what we no longer need with what’s currently relevant.
Candy Crush, social networking, and fifty-seven different passwords, right?
Ha. There’s no brain space for passwords.

Do you know how to milk a cow? Churn butter? Turn wool into yarn?
Probably not. You don’t have to.
We have Oberweis, Kerry Gold, and Michael’s for those chores.

Heck, you probably don’t even know how to adjust the tin foil on the antennae to get three channels on your 19″ black and white television. I’ve forgotten more about tuning tvs than you’ll ever know.
Or need to know.

They’re making self-driving cars.
Think on that.
(but don’t lose anything important while you do it)

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About Mary Fran Says

I am an artist, crafter, designer and writer. I enjoy working with mixed media-- applying visual and tactile manipulations to telling a story. Not a lot of market for that, though, :), so I'm focusing on short story submissions and novel completions. Yes, plural. Lots of beginnings, too many ideas, not enough focus.
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