28 July 2004
always behind
I caught myself up today on all of the drafts upon which I had been sitting, metaphorically (or is it metaphysically?) speaking. Pretty much all of them were half-formed ideas at best, and I had to scrap a couple altogether. Maybe I'll dredge them up someday in the future, on a day when I have nothing about which to write, on a day like today.
Or not.