I Almost Posted Something!

I have it fully written in my mind and half typed. It is in draft. I'd finish it now while I'm alert and completely capable of doing so, but I'm writing this instead because I don't know why. Actually, I do know why, and it isn't because I want to post my idea later after the issue of the day becomes the issue of yesterday making my insights seem like that witty comeback that came just a microsecond too late. I've suffered that humiliation far too many times to knowingly and purposely do it again! The reason is that I just don't want to. I don't want to write satire. I don't want to produce paragraphs of forced, contrived context just to highlight the term "pre-existing human condition" or the sentence, "Dave has a congenital understanding that every day lived is a day closer to the end of his short and ultimately meaningless existence." They stand on their own!