Imagine experiencing early signs of memory loss. How would you react?
Once or twice a week, I forget a title, or a poet, novelist, director or actor’s name in conversation. Frustrated, I usually tell the person I’m talking with, “It will come to me in a second,” and circumvent the lost name by listing the work she or he has done until one of us recollects it. If this happened with larger things — graduation year, a neighbor’s dog, my daughter’s name or important details, etc. — I would feel like I had lost logos, which is the mind’s compass, you know? I would feel marooned on the island of the self.