Just because...

I was going to post something grand and glorious, an epic saga, an rhyming poem, a dazzling display of my intellect... however... i'm completely blank at the moment, like a little water bucket that has been drained of it's last drops and is parched and dry. My head feels tired. My body is cold... and i am mellow. Mellow is good mind you... but if i get too much more mellow then i will likely fall off my chair, hit my head, develop a concussion, need to be woken every hour to see if i'm still aware of who i am (even though i'm sometimes not aware of that at the best of times) and develop severe amnesia to the point where i am wandering the streets of Barcelona with no one to find me or save me. Will you come and rescue me from that fate? This is too weird... i think i'll betake my poor brain with me to bed... where i can dream of all the crazy storms to come.