Izabel,
You have a point. I tend to find humor in it, though, and I think the title might bring more people who are looking for humor, so I think I'll keep it.
My mother's theory of memory is that it is like a string, with the days', months' and years' events represented by knots spaced evenly along it. As we age, the knots get closer and closer until soon knots are composed of knotted string. She says everyone thinks she's crazy when she tells them this concept, but I understood the illustration. My mother, by the way, at 83 years of age, volunteers some twenty-plus hours in her local library and has recently mastered computer search techniques for her favorite hobby, geneaology. I think she's knitting new string.
Cheri
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