Have you ever found yourself grasping for the edges of a thought that dissipates with the grasping into the back of your consciousness? You realise in your half dreaming you have formed a moving picture on the peripheral of your waking and upon your return to the present it dissolves completely.

It happens to me all the time. More so as I get older, to the point I thought my mental health was deteriorating along with my short-term memory. Thankfully I've just asked Ian if he experiences this and he said ‘yes’.

Phew.

C x

Listening to: 'Walking Wounded', Everything But The Girl
Reading: 'Fever Pitch', Nick Hornby