Yesterday evening I sat next to the bed of an old woman suffering from dementia, she was eating dinner.
She wanted to tell me something, with a confused expression on her face but everything she said was nonsense:
"The box, you know, I can't think about it all the time. Well, I don't have to, do I? This tastes disgusting.."
I looked at her, friendly but obviously not able to understand what she wants.
She looks back at me, then softly slapping her forehead, saying: "Wow.. My brain is stupid."
Then she shruggs her shoulders.
"Nevermind" And continues eating.