monday

I think I need to carry around a little digital recorder because there are no less than a dozen things of which I would like to bl(a)gh. As it stands they are all mumbled together in my brain as a hillock of goo with no discernable ending or beginning… only snippets of ideas. I don’t know if you would call it writer’s block, per say, but it certainly is a sort of constipation in my stream of consciousness. There are times, however, in which ideas flow freely and I make sense… but I am typically not near a computer or notebook when these times occur, hence the need for a digital recorder…
As it stands, I am a bit weary from a long day, so I will bid you all adieu.