Groundhog day, but for disappointments

Part of the fun of forgetting and not remembering is the occasional recollection. Like how I keep forgetting and then remembering that my psychologist, who I really connect with, is leaving her practice. So I need to find a new one. But I can’t remember what the plan for that would be, or if there even is one. I think it’s just looking up possibilities on the psychology today web site. But I’ll forget that again soon.

And then I’ll get to remember it all over again in a few hours or a day, and get to be disappointed all over again. It would be great if I was forgetting that I won the lottery or something, but as near as I can tell that’s not the case..