I was in a wandering mood so I set out first for the library because that’s usually where I’ll find something to take my mind off of things. I browsed the shelves for a while, but I realized I just wasn’t in a reading mood, so I went to the river and just started walking. I’ll often grab a coffee and sit on a bench and jot down notes, but tonight I just couldn’t settle so I meandered until it got dark. Then I walked some more until my head cleared and I actually started to think of things to write down, but that’s when I remembered I hadn’t actually brought a note pad with me so I spent the whole walk home whispering into my Blackberry so I wouldn’t forget. I just played it back and I sound like a quiet, slightly deranged person, which does explain a couple of looks I got as I passed people on the street.