It’s a Bright Size Life kind of afternoon. My life would be so different if it lacked the music of Pat Metheny.

Once again, I want to write because I should, but my brain draws a blank. I kind of hate that.

I’m one of those people who has to finish writing sentences or else I’ll forget my point. This usually happens because I have another browser tab asking for my attention.

I’m having a memorial for Kevin in a week. I have no idea what I really want to say.