On Wednesdays I roll up my sleeves, sip my coffee, and forget what I was about to do. These are random thoughts.

On Wednesdays I like to use what’s left of my Covid-land mental capacity to unleash the full force of my jittery brain on to an unsuspecting world. These are random thoughts.

It’s Wednesday, so I open up my brain and pour out a bit of what I deal with every waking moment for all the world to see. These are random thoughts.

It’s January and it’s cold, but random thoughts stops for no cold snap.

It’s a new year, and the erratic firing of my neural pathways is already spacing me out. These are random thoughts.

I’m on “break,” and my brain is being orbited by the Oort Cloud of my attention. Welcome to random thoughts.