Of course not!
What happens when a forty-five year old woman wakes up one day and realizes she forgot to remember herself?
Well, maybe I should clarify- it isn't quite as simple as waking up one morning. It comes in small doses spread out over many mornings. Little sparks of awareness start to remind you of something you may have forgotten long ago.
Finally, the day comes when you wake up, you tie on the pink bathrobe, you walk to the bathroom and take a good long look at yourself in the mirror. You lean in close enough to see the pores in your skin, an extra chin, and the dark circles under your sleep deprived eyes. Then you smile and you whisper, "There you are."
Suddenly, you catch on fire! Once you're on fire, you're going to burn the field down, and if you've ever seen a dry field catch fire, you know there is no stopping it.
I'm on fire.
