Sweet Victory Is Mine!

A month-long battle with myself to remember the word "precipitate" ended in a flash as I was emptying soapy water from my Dee-Plunge Washomaticbarrelofdelight. A month ago, trying to write a blog entry, I spent about fifteen minutes pressing my forehead and repeating out loud, "A solid bbbbmmaaaed out of solution". Every few days I would take up the struggle again, always coming up blank. I took to opening random pages in the dictionary hoping something would jog my memory. I even began doubting that the word for that speicific meaning existed.

Now that I have the word back in my possession, I feel like I just took a shower after a week of hiking, like IV-V7-I, like I changed into sandals after a week in wingtips. And now that I've written it, I can finish my laundry.