I have written and rewritten posts since December, but no draft ever made it to pen and paper. I'd wake up in the night with the perfect story to type up the next day. It was brilliant, thought-provoking, and beautiful. The next day I would check my notes and find this random misspelled list on my phone: Jerry magire Roller coaster Brain joke I am enough. I could sooner interpret the Icelandic language than I could decipher this message written to myself. I have no...