It's so sad to read of old people with dementia losing their way and forgetting how to go home.
Their next-of-kin go frantically in search of them and sometimes they find them, sometimes they don't. This has made me wonder if anyone will care to go in search of me when I go missing because my brain has become fuzzy and I can't tell left from right. Well, just in case, the most likely places you will find me will be either the patisserie near my home or the temple across the road. I shall be happily munching away or having so much fun with the cats at the temple that I won't want to go home, wherever that is .....
Their next-of-kin go frantically in search of them and sometimes they find them, sometimes they don't. This has made me wonder if anyone will care to go in search of me when I go missing because my brain has become fuzzy and I can't tell left from right. Well, just in case, the most likely places you will find me will be either the patisserie near my home or the temple across the road. I shall be happily munching away or having so much fun with the cats at the temple that I won't want to go home, wherever that is .....
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