The experts have their theories on aging and why we have those moments where we can't remember why we walked into a room. I formed my own theory based on the experiences in my life. I think I know why it is I have no idea what I had planned for dinner, and the only clue is a specific ingredient. I have decided there is too much clutter floating around, and my brain needs a good spring cleaning. Listen to my essay, and let me know if you think I'm right.