Received a cosmic message that I have exceeded my memory bank capacity and that I need to delete some in order to carry on with life. If I have ever loved you madly and it has been worth nothing or less to you, please cut and paste the following and send it to either my e-mail address, firstname.lastname@example.org, or directly to my beat up, worn out heart.
Please leave me alone. What is wrong with you? Geez!*
I will post a notice here when I have emptied out enough space to carry on with a fun-filled, carefree existence. Be grateful that there are no songs on the radio to make you cringe. It's the little things.
* Does not apply to ex-wives. Work has taken place to expunge them.