Excerpt from “Happy to be Here,” by Elizabeth Berg.
“Last time my friend Phyllis visited me, she said, ‘Don’t you ever comb your hair?’”
“’I forget,’ I told her.”
I laughed at that moment of recognition.
Sometimes, during the day, I’ll glance at a mirror as I walk by and realize, “forgot to comb my hair.”
Writing prompt:
What have you forgotten? And then (obviously) remembered.
Or:
What might you have forgotten?
Just Write!
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