every morning when i wake up i have an idea for my daily diary entry.
usually by the time i make it to the computer here at work i have already thought of two or three more things to write about.
some of these ideas feel urgent,
while others are more lighthearted and trivial.
some ideas have been swimming in my head for months now, but have never made it onto the screen.
the more aggressive ideas always push their way to the top of the list.
but today my ideas are hiding.
i cant remember what i was thinking this morning,
nor what i was thinking ten minutes ago.
when i sat down to write
my mind went as blank as the screen in front of me.
i wish i could be like my thoughts, and not show up to work today.
but i am not like a thought.
thoughts cant be fired.
1:18 p.m. - 2003-11-04
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