Thursday, March 19, 2026

 

great imagination

I have started to realise quite how much my imagination ran riot when I was ill.  I would then be reasonably logical and persuasive within that framework.

The imagined maths conference was probably my entry into hospital.  It included emails, photos, meals, conference, interviews, sleeping arrangements, conference rooms, etc.  But stopped after only one day, and it appeared as if the memory of days two and three had been lost.  I was until now convinced that this was real. But no.  Just a weird interpretation of the emergency entrance into hospital.

M

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