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Have you ever walked into a room, and didn’t recall why you went into the room in the first place? I think we all have!

One of the things I’ve noticed now that I’m a dad (and a heavily sleep deprived one at that), is that I wander into the kitchen all the time, and don’t know the exact reason I was in there. Was it to start cleaning up? Did my wife ask me to come in here to grab something for her? Did I have something in my hands that needed to be dropped there? Was there a cold beer in the fridge? Did we eat all the ice cream? The answer to all those questions is probably yes. Except the beer, sadly.

What the hell did I come in here to do anyway?

And, what was the purpose of this post?

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