We could use the cliche', "Like riding a bike," to describe memory. Or, we could turn to Ann Patchett's new novel and hear how her character, Dr. Swenson, so aptly describes what happens when the rote-memory-mechanism is fired in the brain:
"The brain is a storage shed. You put experience in there and it waits for you. Don't worry. You'll find it in time."
Indeed, no fretting. The ease with the action performed once comes back. Comforting, no?
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