I don’t remember.
No really, I don’t remember what my thought of the day is meant to be.
I thought of something on the train home, I remember that much. And then I remember thinking “Hey, that’d be a good thought of the day! I should write it down… Nah, I’ll remember it.”
Good going, past me. Really good job there.
But… maybe it’s a good thing. Because I’ve had this story going in my head all day that I really need to get onto paper (or… pixels, I suppose) so that it’ll stop bugging me. And I told myself I had to get all my blogs done first. And this is the last one! So now… I can go and write the story!