An actual thought I’ve been thinking lately: I should try and have more thoughts. Like thoughts that aren’t related to kids or something I’ve been contracted to write. Like my own raw, human thoughts. Occasionally I’ll have a thought but something will startle it, and it’ll flit away. Maybe this is what Twitter or X is for, for safe storage of these thoughts that aren’t quite blog posts and not right for the family text chain, but also aren’t worth saying outloud. I had a thought the other day that lingered like a burp, tried to turn into a joke, but then eventually just dispersed into the chicken nugget air as I made dinner. Here’s my twit, you’re welcome: People keep saying they heard from a little bird. Where all of these talking little birds? Should we capture a few, and study them? Is this a Disney movie? Am I funny? Do we need Neosporin?