Slipping away.

Little bits of memory slip away without me noticing.

The other day I was in the shower, and I suddenly recalled the announcements in the STM Montreal metro. Or rather, I realised that I was unable to recall how they said 'next station'. I still recalled the individual station names with almost perfect clarity. I remember the female voice making the announcement at each station. But I forgot how to say 'next station'. The only thing that flew into my mind was 'наступна станція'.

I was mixing up everything from everything else!

I felt a little bit distressed. The next morning, as soon as I got my hands on a computer, I searched Google translate. And ah, the moment of enlightenment. 'Prochaine station'.

I was happier.