I often compose in my head, Gentle Reader, long after I should be asleep. And as such, I lose many a blog entry.
One such was last night. I composed it, titled it, and fell asleep saying, “I will remember this in the morning.”
I don’t. I remember nothing, not even the subject of the piece.
What do you do with such lost objects, Friends?
The Postmodern Bluestocking 