I had an idea, but lost it

Call Nancy Drew! Get the Hardy Boys!

I had a great idea of a story to write for all y’all.

I’m uncertain where it went.

It was in my brain yesterday at the cafe.

Last night at the rink it visited as well.

It was even present this morning before I started meeting with people.

Since then?

Gonzo.

Lost.

Departed without a trace.

I have done everything in an attempt to locate it.

I’ve checked notes, retraced my steps.

I’ve even ransacked the darkest corners of my mind to no avail.

I’m still kicking myself.

IT WAS A GREAT STORY!

You likely would have learned something from it.

And yet?

It’s gone.

Disappeared.

Poof!

Into the night went the thought, never to be seen again.

Yet its memory haunts me. This great idea, though gone, still lingers.

The memory of my excitement to share it with you still causes my heart to ache.

It’s like the old saying goes:

If you’ve got a great idea, set it free, if it comes back to you, that’s rad. If not, it was likely a crap idea anyway.

Also, another reminder of The Registry of Certified Fools Launch party. It’s next…