What's Inside Your Head?

[Sector 7]

A ton of useless information. Some days I feel my drive capacity is reaching maximum, and time to delete a lot of unused crap. Once in a blue moon dark thoughts.

But most of the time I'm just processing, processing. And outputting

Sometimes, I wish I could delete the bad things. Then I think about the only redeeming part of The Final Frontier:

Kirk: Damn it, Bones, you're a doctor. You know that pain and guilt can't be taken away with a wave of a magic wand. They're the things we carry with us, the things that make us who we are. If we lose them, we lose ourselves. I don't want my pain taken away! I need my pain!

In reality, these days I discover I am fighting to keep my memories. I have pre-Alzheimer's [stage zero, I guess... the medication helps, but not nearly as much as we'd like]. Writing any new material is impossible. Remembering the words which came so easily to me, as a writer, have become so difficult.

 

[Amaris]

That is awful, Sector 7.