Making the round of the blogs, I once again marvel at the number of you able to hold long, written conversations about highly theoretical subjects. I try to read them, knowing I will thereby be educated, but about two sentences in, my brain starts a conversation with itself along these lines:
"Cookie."
"Who said cookie? I want a cookie!"
"Cookie."
"Yeah! Cookie! Where?!"
"Cookie."
"Cannot read. Must go find cookies."
So there you go. I can write poems, sort of. I just can't think about them.
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