February 3, 2020

Tonight she says: “Sometimes I have trouble remembering who lives in this house. I don’t know why. It’s the same house, but it seems different somehow.”
I don’t know if there’s any import to this statement. Maybe none. But it seems best to document it anyhow because maybe in the future I’ll see that it was part of the general decline. Or maybe it’s a random thought that flitted through her head.

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