And why do I remember it? It wasn't remarkable. It wasn't special. It was just a moment, maybe eight, nine seconds. And yet it remains. Why is this what I remember? I forget everything. My memory is hazy and foggy. I can't think straight. It's so hard for me. I try so hard to remember things I need. Things I want. Things I love. Why can't I forget this? Why do I cling to it?
new year, new me! I'm going to get even sillier
The car is rattling. It's subtle; you wouldn't notice it if it wasn't your car. You've been driving it for years. You turn the music up louder and try not to worry.
The check engine light is on.
Actually, all of my systems are nervous
My wife: Do you want a wordle hint? It's pretty esoteric and random - I don't know how helpful it'll be
Me: Yeah actually
My wife: It's part of the title to one of my favorite glass animals songs
Me, .2 seconds later: Oh! I got it.
I miss her
After all, do they not bleed?
I am preparing for battle (going to the post office to kindly and politely ask where my missing package is)
I’ve found myself on many planes recently, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that some of y’all really need to clean out your pools. Them things lookin’ greener than a tree frog on Saint Patrick’s Day, goddog! 
I like to think I’m a strong sailor, but even I can’t resist the siren’s song of the arts and crafts aisle in the Walmart