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Ariel
The first lavatory door I opened smelled too much of cleaning agent, so I closed that door, not wanting that smell to get lodged in my memory. I headed to the back of the hallway and opened the next door down the way. And there I found a perfect place to do the test.
There was a window was at the end of the room and I could see snowflakes wafting past. A large evergreen tree blew in the breeze, and it looked like Christmas out that window. All that was missing was Santa and his sleigh pulled by eight tiny reindeer.
I could look out that window from my seat on the toilet, too. Now, this was the kind of memory I was talking about. This would be an excellent thing to think back on.
I could just imagine sitting in a rocking chair, holding our first child on my lap and telling him
