Dear Self,
Please leave me Notes to Self that I can understand. Yesterday you wrote me a note that reads "little fork 2 big". I had to re/re/read the list of to-dos to parse the Steinian/objectivist game of poetics you were up to. After twenty minutes of not thinking about it, I realized that you meant, "Chocolate: little for K, 2 big ... boxes for Karen and the party in Austin." Please, disambiguate your notes to me ahead of time. I do not wake up all that syntactically sharp.
Love you,
Me
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