While I indeed have too many thoughts tonight, they are all random, stray flitterings of the mind that really ought to be nailed down and whipped into submission (i.e. formulated into more thoughtful and extended meditations on the meaning of life) rather than jotted down here. A blog is not a blotter.
Or at least, I can't let it be one right now. Otherwise I'll never have any discipline.
Mr Brown and Colin Goh are both employed as columnists by mainstream English media now. I just know that if I had kept my act together with The Gripe, and maybe not taken the position that I'm in right now, that I would be next to get a paying columnist's gig.
Less regrets. More real writing.