Little Notes

I wrote myself some little notes, notes that were sure to remind me of some things I once wanted to say, minor profundities or perhaps just run-of-the-mill observations I intended to share.

I scribbled them on the back of a business card and stashed it safely away. But as certain as I was at the time that they would trigger an avalanche of thought, I can make no sense of those scribbled notes today.

- Pot Belly Cafe: smoke, fat, glances
- barking dogs at night
- moonless nighttime sky
- a mole running across the road
- night walk in the woods
- a fish jumping beyond the drop-offs

Oh what might have been!

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