01.31.05
***10:15 PM – Remembering … or not
I had something I wanted to write about. I knew I wouldn’t forget. Besides, I was driving over “the hill” (highway 17, on my way to UCSC) and it’s not wise to write and drive at any time, much less on that road. But since I knew I wouldn’t forget it really wasn’t a problem.
So I have forgotten.
I hate when that happens.
Anyway, it’s a beautiful day here in Santa Cruz. The sun is shining. The sky is very clear. The air is fresh, cool, and clean.
(Now this is very weird … I first typed Satan Cruz instead of Santa Cruz. How odd.)
Maybe it’s all connected; my memory, my spelling problems, the fact that I’m an oboe player.
I wonder.
I’ll be back here when I remember what I’ve forgotten.
Unless I forget that I forgot. Then you can just forget about it.
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