Don’t know when, but her memories became, lopsided, and, ever since, she’d tried hard, to push them back to their rightful places, but, those lopsided memories, they just, don’t budge, one bit!!!
it’s like someone took that eraser, and removed, everything…
Her lopsided memories, everything that’s happened, that was, originally, intact, glued together, inside her memory bank, started, flaking off, piece, by piece, perhaps, it’s, ‘cuz the glue finally, wore off? Who knows???
Her memories became, lopsided, and, distorted, and, pieces of the puzzle, well, they’re going missing, and, she can’t figure out, who took them away from her! Her memories became lopsided, and, everything became, blurred, and, whereas she used to pride herself on calling people as they appeared before her by their first name, now, she would, sit in front of the dresser mirror, and, smile, foolishly, and wave to her mirrored reflection, and told everybody, to come and meet her grandmother!
everything became, disconnected, and fragmented…
And now, because of how lopsided her memories became, she’s now, requiring 24/7, around the clock care, but hey, at least, she can still tell when she needs to go to the bathrooms, unlike how people her age needed to, wear those, adult diapers, to prevent from having those, “accidents”…