I am finding that I am much more efficient. Maybe it has something to do with deciding not to stall too much on memory loss. Maybe life is like Einstein said: "continuing to peddle on the bike to move forward". It does me good, this approach. It pains me to write about it, though. I've decided to continue to write about it, like some sort of recording of events. For me, you, whoever is in need. Now, I was saying I was efficient. Audrey asked me to go to the hospital to be with her. I have no memory of what hospital and where. Only that ambulance and the highway at night. I'd assumed the hospital is in Sacramento. It was. I asked her what hospital it was again. It sounded natural the way I did it, and raised no suspicion. I headed to catch the three o'clock bus where, at the intersection
