You Wanna Go Where Everybody Knows Your Name?

Well I seem to have gone there. It’s pretty wacky to walk down the street, like I did this morning, and have someone come up to me and say, “Well if it isn’t Carin with a C!” At this point I’m trying to figure out who they are, and how they know me. This happens to me all the time, and I feel like such a terminal tool every time I have no idea who they are. Part of me says,if they know me so well, why don’t I know them? Even freakier, some of them know where I live. For some, I understand why. Of course a cabby is going to know where I live. but it’s pretty weird when I accidentally pass the walk to my house and some random person yells, you passed it! It’s really cute, I just wish I could have a better memory of who these people are so I don’t have to either look like a complete jerk or a person gone senile way too young.

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