I am just trying to get it down so I don't forget. Which happens a lot. My non-virtual journal entries tend to devolve into lists of things to do that never get done. This place is filling up fast with brainfarts. Here, take this clothespin.
If Google brought you here, I'm sorry. You are unlikely to find what you were searching for. But there's plenty to see if you care to browse around.
There were nights when we were lying in bed and I was so tired but also so eager to talk to you. I would fall asleep in mid sentence and then wake myself trying unsuccessfully to figure out where I dropped off and what I had been wanting to say.