I remembered. I told you that I would remember, and I did. I didn’t remember today, I remembered on the 1st, that your birthday was coming.
And now it’s the 4th. It’s your birthday. I was going to call, against all reason, to wish you “happy birthday.”
And this morning my phone was dead. Really dead. Can’t get it to turn on.
It’s really fortuitous. I can’t make a fool of myself. And I can’t let you know that I remembered. I forgot everything else, it’s better to imagine that I forgot this thing too.