Clara
In the end, the night was much better than I imagined. For days I had thought of this trip as a test, one of those situations where I would inevitably feel lost.
Where everyone would expect me to remember things I didn't, where I would have to pretend, but it didn't happen. For the first time in a long time, I felt comfortable, natural.
Able to move among the people without constantly thinking about my memory, I talked with partners, investors, and executives who seemed to have known me for years.
And although I couldn't remember their faces, my mind continued to work with surprising clarity when we talked about business.
As the event began to wind down, the guests started to say their goodbyes one by one.
I was talking to one of the main investors in the Boston project when I
