Lest we forget

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I forgot my old address already. My fingers hesitated on the keyboard - but I had to look it up. The house number was 1/B. Not 2/B.

Things you swear you would never forget get forgotten. For someone who prides themself on being a person who never forgets - this is a huge blow. My memory serves as my best friend - and also as the one I keep closest because it can also be my enemy.

I'm going to make an incongruous and non-sensical list - keywords that will keep my memories in line.

- Fruteria - the man stacking the shiny red apples and smiling everyday
- Esselungo
- Walking down the stairs and seeing the gourmet kitchen boiling...the friendly old people who ran and cooked for the place. Buongiorno the penguin shaped man would say
- Amendola Stop - the busy little cafe on the corner
- Walk across the street from the busy little cafe on the corner to the metro stop. It lands you closest to the line you want to ride
- Walking up Via Monte Rosa to go to the San Siro.
- The little seafood place that my parents still rave about.
- Blockbuster down the street - saved me from boredom on many internet-less nights.
- walking up six flights of stairs with groceries and laptop.
- sitting in front of the duomo at night - buying little souvenier pins from the guy in front of the AutoGrill
- Debbie and I getting picked up in front of the place to hit Milano Centrale early in the morning - headed to the airport
- Taking the metro to Porta Romana to work. The Chiliean woman at the coffee shop - Cafe Macedonia.
- That YMCA-like place I ate at everyday. The two artists with long hair that were so nice to me.
- Walking around aimlessly in the rain.
- The Gelateria that served the crispy rice flavor.
- The little avenue of shops - the American Apparel there that reminded me of home
- Naviglio part of town with all the bars.
- How cold it was at night.
- Pizza pizza pizza at Navilgio. Anema e Cozze
- Cadorna train station - how beautiful and ritzy that part of town is.
- Seeing the Last Supper in real life. How beautiful.
- The sound of SKYPE when I call people.
- Brera neighborhood and it's amazing museum. Walking around the park burning off my lunch
- Playing soccer with Liverpool fans
- the family sports day with my family at the park
- Tre Piramide pizza - the friendly Egyptian man who always gave me free bread
- tons more but I do not have time


Follow up on my goals for last week: nothing has been accomplished.