
Came across a good article in the New York Times today, about the ageing brain and memory.
Why am I getting so interested in these things?
Am I getting old?
Will I start repeating myself soon?
(Have I already started to?)
I particularly like the idea that when you get older, audio suggestions can trigger associations to help you retrieve something you can't remember.
And I was reminded of seeing (my hero) Peter Brook's staging of L'Homme Qui, a truly beautiful rendition of (my other hero) Oliver Sacks' The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat at the Bouffes du Nord in Paris, (my favourite theatre building ever I think.)
At first it felt like watching a story about freaks who weren't me.
Then it felt like watching a story about people who weren't me.
Then it felt like watching a story about people like me.
Why am I getting so interested in these things?
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