Don’t you hate it when you have an excellent idea to write about but you are laying in bed around 2 am. In the morning when when you wake up the idea and the great way you thought to word it is totally gone. That’s what happened to me last night. I think it was about growing up in a small town in SE Colorado but since I didn’t capture the thoughts using a pen and notebook because turning on the light would wake up my husband I have now way of being sure. Maybe it will come back to me sometime……
2 Comments
Comments are closed.
That has happened to me more times than I care to think about. I am always convinced that those would have been brilliant posts, too! Maybe it’s better that they are lost, that I don’t know for sure. That way I can ie with my delusion!
…live with my delusion, that should have been!