Did I remember to bring . . .

the itinerary?

the luggage?

the tickets?

the kids?

Was I supposed to?

Did I remember to turn off . . .

the coffee pot?

the car?

the water in the bathroom?

the stove?

Oh, shit!

Did I remember to collect . . .

my purse?

my wallet?

my shoes?

my happiness?

Are they connected?

Did I remember to call  . . .

the doctor?

the sitter?

my husband?

the kids?

my mom?

my friends?

Were they expecting me to?

Did I remember to  . . .

be present?

breathe?

practice?

Think?

It’s hard to remember . . .

Anything.

These.

Days.

Sigh.

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