Once again, I find myself lacking for anything of merit or interest that belongs here. If something else pops into my head today, I’ll replace this with the “something else.” Otherwise, I will let this stay here for a day or two, and later will put it out with the garbage, where it belongs.
Have you ever felt like your brain was awash in ash and chalk, wetted just enough to make every thought slippery and unable to get traction? Then you are familiar with the cloud in my head.
