Oh my God I am turning into my mother.

Three things I have written today, but completely forgotten their context:

• ten people reading



• the life of the booksitter



• "You're wrong; I was definitely lonelier than that."

The latter two were written down in the middle of the night after I woke up from a dream, so there's some excuse for forgetting. I got nothing for the first one, though. I just wrote it down today at work, and I have no idea why.