Some more odd scraps of non-postcard papers. Two out of three came from Japan. My brother sends me Zemliya “washi-style” wallets, which I do like and are useful, but I am uncertain that they are made of the “most attractive new material in our everyday life.” I’m not certain why I felt that the toilet soap coupon belonged with the other two ephemerata*.
*is that a neologism, or did I hear it from the mouths of collectors?
I used to claim that the only thing we truly forget as we grow older is how much we used to forget when we were younger. When I heard mothers shout at their kids, “you’d forget your head if it weren’t attached,” and observed twenty and thirty - somethings doing the ol’ walk into a room and not remember why, or be at the halfway point of a staircase looking uncertain whether they going up or down, it seemed a reasonable speculation. However, as I begin to navigate what will be my sixth decade on this planet, I think perhaps there is a qualitative difference between the carelessness and brain farts of my first half century, accompanied by the sense that if i were just to be a tad more disciplined and paid more attention to the “now” I would be free of the little glitches, and the absolute certainty I have currently that there are things getting lost which will never be recovered. And, if “ephemera” is already a plural noun, rendering my little “ta” suffix redundant, then what is the singular form?