I have that problem all the time, its called a senior moment...When it happens in the middle of a sentence, I am getting pretty good at faking it..
Don't you hate that? I can't even fake it. Plus I've been having rolling blackouts all afternoon, I mean the kind where I lose the connection, started with the heavy rain we had today. It eventually comes to me. It did. It's very profound.
The other night I was thinking about the feeding of the 5000. I got this far with it. Figured they must have picked up after themselves and not left a mess. And they did collect all the leftovers, told how many baskets, have to look that up.
Then my thoughts wandered to wondering with that many people, what did they do when they had to, will try to put it politely, use the public restroom? Didn't get anywhere with that.
Now B4 I post, I get to thinking in some ways, they had more freedom under the Roman occupation to have a spontaneous gathering like that than we have now although I know the Romans did brutal things at times. Heck we'd have to apply somewhere for a permit, pay a fee, hire security guards, rent those porta things, clear it with the health department, jump through hoops, surely I forgot something here. "He's going to do WHAT?" Denied.
So it goes, don't mean to make light of it but often wonder how some of it really was in those times.