for a few months now, apparently i’ve been waking up in the middle of the night once or twice a week and writing draft emails on my phone. to convey very important information, clearly. that i have no memory of the next day, until i see there’s a new draft in gmail.

a sampling from the past two weeks:

• Mycfoft went ba ck after shelock  eft at christms to ralk to mollt?
• bathrum flacon
• [one that’s just a picture of the window over my bed]
• barukh atah adonai, eloheinu
• Living off reichenbach monwy? Others suing to get rward, fees baxk.
• Molly bad idea pub pints John sad