I hate this. When I finally get some quiet time to sit down and write, I can't remember a durn thing that I thought about blogging earlier! I feel too mindless to put together any coherent thought yet not tired enough to go to sleep, a kind of purgatory for the living. Oh man, I wish I could remember all of the interesting thoughts that were going through my head while I was at work, driving home, making dinner, cleaning the kitchen, folding laundry, etc. Something pops in my head and then that quick *ZIP* it's gone. I think it was something good, but I'm not altogether sure. lol

Will I ever get my brain back or has it been kidnapped forever? **sigh**