I have a tendency to forget the endings of things…books, movies, TV shows. This is a strange inherited trait from my mother. On one level, I think it is a trick of the mind so that I can re-visit things time and again which I love or find moving and still experience an element of surprise. But also, I have learned that for as much as my analytical brain determines so much of my day to day existence that when I become involved with something driven by or experienced [...]
