Reset Fifty, Day Thirty-Eight

There's no telling what I'm doing, so vague my thoughts are, but diner wasn't a problem because I forgot it altogether. I didn't need to cook and I didn't need to eat, because it all fell into the hole were my memory used to be. Actually I did eat something, but didn't notice while it was happening, so I had recourse to forensic evidence and deduced that I ate some chips and had a cup of vinho verde, a nice dry Portuguese sparkling white wine.

I remember the wine now because there was still a bit in the cup for identification, but I still don't actually remember eating the chips. They simply aren't in the bag anymore. I could drink more of the wine and be half in the bag myself, but probably won't. I think I'll make an early night of it. I forgot to charge the phone and so lost Idernet, or I would already have gone to sleep. It's charging now and will soon be full, ahead of me, ahead of the moon, and then I will go to bed and maybe sleep. Who knows? Nobody knows, nobody ever knows, not even The Shadow.


( Sunday Verse )