My memory has just been sold...I mean I've sold it. If I remember correctly...Slightly undermining my training in systematic collection and cataloging of evidence...I think.

But then I'm always in for the challenge. So, I guess that the question now is how to keep intact a reliable scientific search for a lost treasure, despite the constant erasure of data...I think. Possibly maybe.

I must say I received a significant reward for the merchandise, of which I have a faint memory. There is a great sense of freshness in constant erasure...Forever young—forever fresh.

Yours. I think.

[ Is this a love letter from a World of Awe? ...Possibly maybe. ]