I have x thoughts per day. The number isn't astronomical by any means, and the subject matter is not particularly interesting or profound. I'm not deconstructing monolingualism--I can barely pass being bilingual (actually, as of late, I've realized how much my Italian has deteriorated)--nor am I reviewing Latin declensions in my head, encoding new memories, or able to tell you what I did a week ago.
What puzzles me is that I can't remember what I used to think about all day. But I can tell you that presently they are variations on a theme.
Him.
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