Something’s Strange…

Also, dear reader, my thoughts fly fast, like bees through a moth-eaten netting, and I haven’t caught many. The the steps of getting to a keyboard, much less a pad of striped paper have escaped me. I type this now upon the screen of my phone. And yea, there is some success today — ’tis my first use of the aside feature. 

Rest assured, friend, I still attempt to struggle to the f’ing pen and what scratches into the table it makes. Rats.