I’ve been reading over a lot of my old writing notes lately and I have to say it is glorious. So much insight. So much intellect. I completely understand why I have a one page scrawl that says “park”. I am blown over by the scribbled note “the quill is stupid” as well as “can’t do that because moon.” Apparently I was considering a “destiny sponge” and I have a list of words that is mostly colours relating to something I was once writing, but no indication of why. Best though are the night-thoughts, which while they probably made sense when I wrote them, make about as much sense as words like “he’s a cheese” can make.













