I wish I could control the typing mood. I want to type out on a thought level but I’m just not in the mood to let it all flow out.

Things repeat themselves, I often do, certainly around here anyway. It’s not a bad thing and it is sometimes pointed out to me. It just is.

I’m only in the door, I spent about 90 minutes walking on the beach thinking. I’d love to get those thoughts down here, but it’s not going to be tonight. They may never make it here.