Why is it that during the day my mind races with all of the different things that I want to write about but when I get home none of the earlier thoughts surface? Am I too tired? Is my brain mush by the end of the day? Have I thought too much during the day and left nothing for the night? My friend Allie’s dad used to tell her that people were only allowed so many words in a lifetime and that she had better watch out because her’s were almost up. She was a talkative child. :^) Though that is clearly not true or I would have been rendered silent long ago, I can’t help but think of that every time I come home, sit in front of the computer, and not write. I think “I should write down those thoughts I had earlier.” And then I don’t. I don’t understand it.