Notes - unconscious action /

         Late afternoon. You had an interesting blog page today full of stories about smuggling a package from Brazil to Uruguay, the CIA and your time with the Lockheed Blackbird at the Wright Patterson Air Force Museum in March 1990 just a day or so after it landed, as well as the CIA insignia on your blue baseball-like cap that you just began wearing again for casual yard work and the like. – Amorella

         1800 hours. I was having a good time.

         You were evoking a false situation you did not really intend, boy. Then you made an unconscious mistake and deleted and could not retrieve. – Amorella

         1805 hours. I’m sure it was an unconscious action. Less than a minute earlier I began thinking it was too much fun and not related to heartansoulanmind. I used to think it was coincidence when such deletions happened and could not be undone. Somewhere within, the unconscious level raises itself up and lets me know, and I unconsciously delete the material. It does not happen often, but this is one of those times. Why I cannot retrieve the material is a mystery though. Most of what I said I probably have already written earlier but not in the same context. My friends always said I was a storyteller and I like hearing such comments among close friends, but this blog is different – I write this work dead naked (from the unconscious), as it were, and I feel better keeping the material on that level. I am not clever with intent. I never could repeat a joke well. This whole business is getting awkward. Time to think about supper and just shut up and enjoy the inner silence.

         Post. – Amorella

         1816 hours. I am a little miffed at myself though, I spent more than an hour or so writing.

          Practice never hurt anyone. - Amorella