Something, Something

I needed to run over to my hometown for a few hours last night to visit my mom. On my return, all during the two-hour drive back, I thought of several topics to blog about. I think I came up with four or five good subjects. But once I got home, at exactly midnight, and sat down in front of my computer to write something up before going to bed, my mind was blank. I can’t remember a damn thing I thought about all the way home.

All that free time to think of all this writing to do and when I’ve got my fingers on the keyboard, nothing comes back to my mind.

Bullgrit
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