Post of Mornings Past

I wrote this a few mornings ago and for some reason did not post it. Now I guess I'm on a blogging roll...

I am now dreaming about witty blog posts. This is a PROBLEM.

It would not be a problem if I remembered said witty posts and could regurgitate them here for your reading pleasure (?), but nooooo, all I remember is that they are witty. That and some line about "your initials are w-i-n. Congrats. Now stop talking, we hate you."

...I think maybe it was wittier in context? Or my dreams have lower standards when it comes to what is witty... The point is, I am witty in my dreams. I think I'm witty and other people also think I'm witty. Not so in real life.
Damn.