For some reason, when I awaken, my worst fears are on my mind. Maybe it’s because, having just been sleeping, I don’t yet have my mental defenses up, and so any fleeting bad thought is allowed access to my consciousness. At any rate, this morning my thought process went like this:
“I’ve been forgetting things lately. I bet I have Alzheimer’s. Maybe I should test myself. If I do have Alzheimer’s I wouldn’t be able to remember the presidents. So who is the president? Barack Obama. Okay, who was the president before Obama? George W. Bush. Who was president before Bush? Bill Clinton. And before Clinton? George H. W. Bush. And before him? Ronald Reagan. And before Reagan? Jimmy Carter. And before Carter? Gerald Ford. And before Ford? Richard Nixon. And before Nixon? Lyndon Johnson. And before Johnson? John F. Kennedy. And before Kennedy? Dwight Eisenhower. And before Eisenhower? Harry Truman. And before Truman? Franklin Delano Roosevelt. And before Roosevelt? Herbert Hoover. And before Hoover? Before Hoover? Hello…? Crap, I can’t remember. I am getting Alzheimer’s.”
And then, for a while, I pondered whether I should kill myself while I can still remember where I put my gun.
Welcome to my brain.
