Late last night, walking through the stagnant air beneath a sky full of heat lightning, orange moon resting on a cartoonish nest of cloud, a variety of examples of the distance between what I would like and what I think would be a good idea paraded past my inner eye, mocking me. Think I could use some poorer judgement.

Trying to mentally prepare myself for driving to Framingham, getting swept up in the TechNet, using an ancient spiritual practice involving lots of coffee, writing nursery rhymes in head, toe wiggling- am I not adorable? Be honest.