I don't know what this is.

    I was told I had a bad memory when I was younger. How long ago that was, I don't remember. Funny how that works. Or maybe it doesn't. My memory, that is. Yesterday, I was in Tennessee. Well, technically, it was more than 24 hours ago, but the difference is insignificant. I was using the word "day" in a more approximate and colloquial sense. It definitely wouldn't earn me points on an essay graded on accuracy. A more exact time would be 28-32 hours ago, but I was never good at math. Isn't that negative 4? I didn't get much sleep last night. Didn't dream much. I want a carrot. I ate carrots in Florida. 

I was down there a few weeks ago. Again, time is colloquial. Accuracy isn't necessary unless there's a grade attached to it. Grades aren't necessary unless there's money attached to them. Just get it mostly correct and then that's good enough. What's good enough? That question is of great interest to me, especially as it pertains to this blog post. Maybe this blog post would be good if I had a better memory. Is it really better to remember though, if I can only remember my failures? Would I even have failures if my memory were better? Maybe that is the assumption of someone who fails to eat cheese such as myself. 

I don't think I've eaten cheese by itself in weeks. The cheese that I eat is part of other food. But it is still cheese. It would be absurd to claim that it is not so. But it is still cheese. Can I really say I enjoy something if I only experience it when it accompanies another thing? Then which thing do I truly enjoy, music, or reading? Which one am I able to enjoy exclusively? That's the answer. I'm thirsty. I can't drink this yogurt. It's too rich. I wish I were too rich. What am I doing?  Just passing the time. Why is passing the verb? Time will pass regardless of what you do. I'm just waiting. Waiting for what? I'm waiting this blog post to make its point, and I'm out of time.