Amnesia.

Tony was walking down the lane next to the post-office. Winding turning climbing falling. He was worried that he has forgotten something - something really important. He was still worried, while he was waiting for the taxi. He got the front row in the taxi - he was still forlorn and worried. He was thinking about that which he has forgotten. He was almost a zombie throughout the dinner. He went to his room and lay down on the bed, still worried. He did not remember falling asleep. He woke up the next morning with a bitter feeling that he has forgotten something. He brushed his teeth, ate his breakfast - trying to pick his brain to find out that which he has forgotten. He started walking down the lane next to the post-office. Winding turning climbing falling. He was worried that he has forgotten something - something really important.