You can always go downtown

I've been sitting in front of this computer for more than an hour now, thinking of something to rant and ramble about. Nada. And the Korean love ballad (castrated man - voice) in the background ain't helping me a bit.

Today, thirty minutes after I woke up, someone called to say good morning.

Today, thirty minutes after I woke up, I found that I'd lost my voice sometime during the night, while I lay sleeping, curled up on my side, open journal by my cheek.