This morning as I walked to work I thought of something, an interesting idea. I can pinpoint where I had the thought of a map with a big red pin. I can also pinpoint on the map where I realised I had forgotten the idea less than ten minutes later. I have mulled on it all day and the idea has not returned. Perhaps I should draw a picture with missing detail, forgotten areas in memory of lost thoughts.
November 23
Wrapping the blanket about me is a comfort but not as much as the heating, for it is...