So it seems that I am no longer under the advisement of people with legal degrees to stop sharing my thoughts on the "Caprice of the Fates" as JK Rowling said it.
I am again free to write down little meaningless things. Little harmless reports on the crumbs that fall off the muffin of life. Little anecdotes that do not use peoples names or specific geographic locations, so as not to piss them off and make them become larger parts of my life.
Again I am allowed to follow the patterns of my animals lives - much like a waiter at the Ivy would watch over Ms. Lohan who will be having a zanax salad with no dressing on the side of her empty bread plate.
So now what should I write about?
Pause while I collect my thoughts.