Served Notice

I have been served notice.  I know I will reread many times over.  I know that is why I serve myself notice.  Not more than ten and not less than five minutes.

There was something I was supposed to remember to start and I think I got down the beginning point.  As long as you've got the beginning you can kind of watershed your way down to the particular and desired stream.

Sometimes when the sun comes up there is a feeling of intense relief.  It's nice.

I know there is something I'm supposed to bang out, I can't .... there's a disconnect between head and mouth I would like to redress, but I can't remember the true course.

That's fine.  I won't dwell on it.  Doesn't mean it won't tear me up on my insidy parts.

You know what I did today though?

I think I got it.  Not to interrupt, but I think I got it this time.  Sometimes I get hot at my footnotes.  Sometimes I remember I would not be without them.  Many shout "tear down the wall!"  Few know why it's there in the first place.