God how he hated it and as he got older it
had got progressively worse – losing words. He knew if he relaxed it would come
back but he was so angry about not being able to remember it was impossible to
calm down. He took deep breaths and suddenly the word he had lost came back – it
was ‘found’.
The irony was …..was ….. was….. aaagh!
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