Being brief.

This afternoon, full of energy and optimism, I had a thousand things that I wanted to write tonight. I spent the better part of the evening bursting at the seams with every word I’d ever heard.

But now, at four in the morning, it’s everything I can do to keep my eyes open long enough to say that I don’t really remember what I wanted to say.

It all started with a question.

What do you want?

Maybe eventually I’ll answer that. It won’t be tonight. No, tonight I just want to crawl under a blanket and disappear for a few hours.

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