Apparently I attend meetings some days and while there I have been known to voice opinions and views. Yet when I get home, I have no memory of what these could have been. I have what I will term Selective-Social-Amnesia, it is as far as I know a newly classified condition. Within these strange, alternate reality meetings, people sometimes say, 'oh, we'll ask Lisa, she'll know about that.' And I do. At least I do for the full five minutes while I am prattling and then...abracadabra and 'PUFF!' all the information vanishes from within me, released like caged bird into the world and I'm left with an empty cage full of stinky bird droppings and discarded feathers.
At yesterdays meeting, I am aware that the neurological development of infants was raised and I know I ranted about how essential movement was for this to occur effectively; but no idea which details and facts were spouted. Today it happened again with a discussion surrounding the changes in legislation on vetting and barring of people in contact with children and vulnerable adults; I know for certain I mentioned chapters and even page numbers...don't ask me now, no idea.
My mouth sometimes takes possession of my brain and I find my voice making statements that at the time I may actually believe, but I have no idea how or why I know it, I suspect I may in fact just make the whole lot up - very peculiar.
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