You’re sitting in the living room and you get up to grab your phone charger from your room. You walk down the hall, confident that you’ll succeed with this easy mission. You go into your room and glance around before realizing you don’t know what you’re looking for. You’ll ask yourself out loud, “What the hell did I come in here for?” You start picking up random objects in the hope that something will click. Something about walking through a doorway causes a brain fart and you experience a temporary bout of Alzheimer’s. Forgetting why you walked into a room can drive you crazy. But if you go back to the original room and think real hard, you might remember your fucking phone charger.
Critically Rated at 8/17
Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young
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