When I put something down in a place that I don’t usually leave it there is an odd feeling of disquiet. It’s like my future self is trying to warn me that I will be really frustrated looking for the item. Sometimes it feels like someone is pranking me, running behind and moving my shit. I did that for forty odd years before realising that I can’t trust my memory.

This phenomenon is the premise of the film Memento, the life of a man who cannot make new memories. Well worth anyones time but extra salient for my ADHD peeps.