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I can't swim.
I've tried. People have tried to teach me, and I've progressed to the point where I'm in no immediate danger of drowning in calm water, but aside from that I'm pretty horrible. My ex-girlfriend used to say I'm just too dense. I'm not sure if she was joking.
I'm also horrible with names. I can remember all the fiddly little details of a technical system, but remembering the name of a person I met five minutes ago? Fuggedaboudit.
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I wake up in the morning more tired than before I slept
I get through cryin' and I'm sadder than before I wept
I get through thinkin' now, and the thoughts have left my head
I get through speakin' and I can't remember, not a word that I said
- Ben Harper, Show Me A Little Shame
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