No - let me rephrase. I forgot my entire music apparatus - no headphones OR iPod. Even worse, I realized I didn't have it RIGHT when I was getting on MUNI. I was filled with a curious combination of chagrin, resignation, and...horror.
Of course, I have forgotten my music before, but this was the first time I actually analyzed my feelings about it. Horror? Really? That I had forgotten music to listen to whilst working? Is that the hallmark of my generation that we have to constantly have some sort of input into our brains to distract us from matters at hand?
I, clearly, survived. It was a near thing, though, I'll tell ya.
The Blonde was training the Mav tonight, and the following conversation ensues while The Mav whimpers quietly.
"What are you writing about tonight, Fran?" says the Blonde.
"Writing about how I left my iPod at home." says I
"...Interesting..."says The Blonde, vaguely sadly and distinctly let down.
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN I TRY TO SHARE PROFOUND THOUGHTS WITH YOU ALL.