At some point yesterday, I had the best idea for a blog post. Had a headline and everything. It was brilliant.

Trust me.

And I said to myself, eh, don’t worry, I don’t need to write it down, it’s so good, I’ll remember it!

Surprise twist that won’t surprise anyone: I did not remember it.

It’s funny how some ideas can come through so clearly, so crystalline, it seems impossible that you’d forget them. And yet they vanish, a vague imprint where something solid and bright once was.

You’d think I’d have learned by now, no matter how certain I am I’ll remember the idea, I need to write it down.

Strangely, it seems to be a phenomenon largely centered around ideas.

And grocery lists. Always the grocery lists. What is it with grocery lists? Why is there always that one item you endlessly forget? And then I tend to forget what it was until I realize I forgot it again.

My mind is a steel trap. Except for the holely bits.

Off into Monday, the post I thought I’d do not the post I’ve done, but posted nonetheless. Have an awesome day.

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