Wrote a poem, lost the scrap of paper I wrote it on. Recalled the beginning, wrote more, it’s better.
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Julaina Kleist-Corwin · About the Arts
Julaina Kleist-Corwin 
Are we all doomed? No matter how often I place small tablets and pens throughout the house – when I need something to write a thought on, I can’t find a thing.
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Yes!! I’ve just spent an hour looking for where I wrote a meeting date and time in August on a scrap. Those scraps just don’t hang around. I’ve moved to recording everything in a spiral notebook but didn’t have it with me when I scheduled the appointment. I resist putting info on my cell phone but maybe that would solve the errant pens and tablets.
Looking for your next installment on Monti.
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